"Oh, Boy, we're done!"
"Not yet," said I, opening the door again. "Go right up to them, lass.
At least, it'll give us a chance to get Berry inside."
We stopped with a jerk three feet from the rails.
As I ran for the gate, I glanced over my shoulder.
"Now's your chance!" I shouted. "Get…"
I never completed the sentence.
The English Rose was gone.
I stopped still in my tracks.
Then I rushed back to the car.
"He's gone!" I cried. "We've dropped him! Quick! Reverse up the way we've come, for all you're worth."