Lois' face was set in firm determination, and she obeyed instructions without a word. After she had stalled the car several times, and Bob had gotten out to crank it, she finally started.
A motor van coming towards them made her almost run into a ditch. But Jim took the wheel in time.
"You know, you don't have to climb trees and fences, Lo," Bob teased; "there's really plenty of room on the road."
"Oh, but it looked as if it would run right into us!" she exclaimed, shuddering. "Suppose it had taken off one of our wheels?"
"Keep still, Bob," Jim directed. "Don't talk to the chauffeur."
They drove on for a few miles more and were beginning to consider turning, when the car began to miss and make terrifying noises.
"What's it doing?" Lois demanded. "Have I broken it?"
Jim laughed heartily. "No," he said, "change places with me. I'll fix it."
But Pegasus refused to be fixed. It went on a little farther, and then stopped.
Jim and Bob got out. They opened the hood. "Nothing wrong here," Jim said. "I wonder what's up!"