He dismounted from the box, opened the door for his next passengers, and they got in. Then resuming his place on the box, he drove rapidly away.
It so chanced that he passed by the front of the very store from which they had just emerged.
Little Jack stole a glance out of the window of the cab.
"There's Peg!" he said.
Following his example, Mark also caught sight of the two with their faces glued to the window, still looking in, unconscious that their prey had escaped them.
Mark smiled. He felt like a victor, and rather enjoyed the thought of having outgeneraled the fox.
"I hope they'll have a good time watching for us, Jack," he said.
The little boy still felt nervous.
"Do you think they'll catch me?" he asked.
"No, Jack, I think they'll get left this time."