The automobile was coming around a turn of the road, and soon it was almost on top of Company A. The cadets were marching on the right side of the road, but the automobile crowded them closely.
“Hi, there, keep to your side of the road!” shouted Jack.
“Go to Halifax!” growled the man who was running the machine, a big burly fellow, with a red face.
“If you don’t keep to your side of the road there will be trouble,” answered Jack, sharply, and then the young major commanded the battalion to halt. He was in sole charge, Captain Putnam and his assistants having gone ahead to arrange for dinner.
“Look here, young fellow, you can’t bulldoze me, even if you are in soldier clothes!” stormed the man, bringing his machine to a standstill.
“Never mind, Carl!” pleaded a lady who sat on the rear seat of the automobile. “Let us go on.”
“I want him to understand he can’t bulldoze me, Annie.”
“I am not trying to bulldoze you, sir,” answered Jack. “We are entitled to half the roadway, and we are going to have it.”
“Feel big, don’t you?” sneered the automobilist.
“Are you going to give us half the road or not?”