"Sheer off, there," he called, "until I can get out of here."
Suddenly something wet struck him in the face. He gave a gasp, as a fearful suffocating pain filled his head and lungs, and he sank down into the bottom of the car, insensible.
At the same instant the man in the other car reached over and throttled the red car, then stopped his own.
Leaving his own car in the middle of the road, he leaped into the red car and gave her her full head.
In half an hour the red car had left the city and was speeding along a smooth country road in the moonlight.
Ted still lay in a stupor in the bottom of the car, and the only sound that came from him was an occasional gasp as his lungs, trying to recover from a shock, took in short gulps of air.
It was midnight before the red car slowed down.
Ahead in the moonlight rose the black bulk of a building.
It presented the appearance of a country house of some pretensions.
The house was dark. Not a light appeared at any of the windows.