I racked my brain desperately….
Presently one of the trio lugged out a watch. When he showed his fellows the hour, they flung up their arms. A moment later they were clearing for action.
Le Temps was carefully folded and stuffed out of sight. Berry was informed, with a bow, that, so soon as their car was turned round, they would be ready to leave. The slightest of the three stepped to the starting-handle…
The next moment, with a deafening roar, their engine was under way.
I was standing with my hand upon our off hind wing, and as the driver ran to his throttle, I felt a steady tremor.
Under cover of the other car's roar, Adèle had started Pong's engine.
What was a great deal more, she had given me my cue.
I thought like lightning.
There was not a moment to lose. Already the driver was in his seat and fumbling with his gear-lever….
As slowly as I dared, I strolled to the off-side door.