That car will never, move unless it is dragged. I know her. No
use monkeying with tools. When she stops, she stops, and we may
as well make up our minds to it."

"But," argued Ray, "you have not even attempted to find out what
is the matter. Perhaps we could fix it up - "

"No use attempting. I would find the whole thing the matter.
Just feel," she suggested, putting her ungloved hand on the
radiator. "You could make beef stew on any of her lids. Oh, I
know this kind of hot box! I've boiled the water, and the
cylinders are stuck."

By this time the other girls had come along. Cora insisted upon
looking over the disabled machine, and, while she did so, Clip
deliberately made herself comfortable in the Whirlwind.

"Get in with Daisy," she called to Ray. "This will do me."

"Can't we tow it?" asked Cora. "Why should you leave your machine
out here? And it is almost dark!"

"That's the reason," replied Clip. "It is almost dark, and I
prefer to leave the machine here as a little token of my love to
the bandit. Suppose I want to be `run in' for traveling without a
glimmer'?"

Cora saw that argument was useless. Reluctantly she turned from
the Turtle. Ray climbed in with Daisy and Maud. Bess and Belle
were ready to start "from the seat," without cranking up. Cora