Aunt Jane's Nieces and Uncle John by Edith Van Dyne
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"I never like to hurt peoples; but if that is your command, sir, I will obey," said Wampus, setting his jaws tightly together. The car gathered speed and shot over the road at the rate of twenty miles an hour; then twenty-five--then thirty--and finally forty. The girls sat straight and looked eagerly ahead. Forms were darting here and there among the buildings of the ranch, quickly congregating in groups on either side of the roadway. A red flag fluttered in the center of the road, some four feet from the ground. "Look out!" shouted Uncle John. "Stop, Wampus; stop her, I say!" Wampus saw why, and applied his brakes. The big car trembled, slowed down, and came to a stop less than a foot away from three ugly bars of barbed wire which had been placed across the road. They were now just beside the buildings, and a triumphant shout greeted them from their captors, the remittance men. CHAPTER XII CAPTURED "Welcome to Hades!" cried a stout little man in a red blouse, sticking his leering countenance through the door of the limousine. |
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