I’m not at all frightened you understand,
But if I am called to fight for my land,
I want to be ready to play in the band.
Boom-tid-dee-ah-da-boom!’”
“Come, children,” said their father, driving up, “here’s the car. Hop in.”
CHAPTER II
The Speeders’ Accident
THE shrill sound of a policeman’s whistle cut the air three times, but the dollsmobile sped on faster than ever.