"Stop that machine!" yelled Larry to the chauffeur of the green car.
"You can't make me!" retorted the man.
"Jump into our car!" cried Fritsch to Mr. Potter. "You can do it!"
The two machines were close together, and so evenly were they running that they seemed to be standing still, side by side. The millionaire arose and endeavored to get out of the tonneau, and into that of the auto in which sat his daughter.
"No, you don't!" exclaimed one of the men beside him, and he took hold of Mr. Potter.
"Let me go!" called the rich man. "I'm not afraid of you now. There's no longer any reason for me to remain in hiding!"
"You can't go until you sign those papers!" cried another of the men.
"Stop that car!" shouted Larry again.
"Let's see you make me!" was the impudent retort of the man at the wheel.
"I'll make you!" declared the young reporter.