A FRENZIED RIDE TO SAFETY
"Wait!" gasped Hazelton. "You've got to take me, too."
"Not much," hissed Bayliss, his voice trembling. "This car is built only for two."
"You've got to take me, I tell you," Harry insisted, his voice trembling. "Do you think I'm going to be left behind?"
"This car is built for——-" Bayliss started to insist again.
"Then you will stay behind, Bayliss, at that rate," Harry retorted.
"Remember, I am able to enforce my wishes. Do I go, too?"
Bert had started the engine, and now sprang in at the wheel.
Hazelton leaped in also, taking the other seat.
Bayliss, quivering in every muscle, leaped in, crouching between them.
"I see that you've decided to come along with us," mocked Harry.
"Hang you!" snarled Bayliss. "If you didn't have that gun we'd see about it."