The Motor Girls by Margaret Penrose
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his temper under control.
"That he and Ida should deliberately endanger the lives of several people, to say nothing of their own risk, seems past belief," Jack murmured to Walter. "I've a good mind to teach him a much-deserved lesson. We ought to leave him to walk home." "Oh, I do dislike rows!" exclaimed Cora, and she whispered in Jack's ear: "Don't bother with him, Bud. He isn't worth it." "You're right about that," was the response, and the lad looked affectionately at his sister. She had gotten over the momentary fright, and there was now a pretty flush on her face. "I'll overlook it this time, sis," went on Jack. "Perhaps he'll get his lesson later--without me having to give it to him." "Aren't some of you going to tow me?" asked Sid rather disconsolately. "I can't run my car the way it is." "Don't ask any favors of them," Cora heard Ida whisper to Sid. "We'll walk." "I will not," he answered sharply. "I'm not going to leave my car here. Will you give me a tow, Cora?" he asked. "Seeing that you made me smash--" "She did not!" cried Jack. "And if you say so you're--" "Jack!" exclaimed his sister. |
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