"Paul! Paul!" cried his sister. "Stop it! Stop it!"
But Paul only laughed. He was having too much fun to want to stop.
It was hopeless for the girls to try to catch the auto now. They were far behind it, but still Betty ran on. Several narrow escapes had Paul on that perilous journey, and then in the nick of time he was saved from what might have been a serious accident.
WILL KICKED HIS WHEEL FROM UNDER HIM AND WAS AT PAUL'S SIDE.
The Outdoor Girls in a Motor Car Page 51.
Up the road was coming a racing car, going at high speed. The man, crouched almost under the steering wheel, if he saw Mollie's car at all, probably imagined that a motorist of experience was guiding it. But Paul was on the wrong side of the road, and there was no telling at what moment he might shift the course.
Then, riding like the wind, out from behind the racing car shot a bicyclist. At the sight of him Mollie screamed:
"Will—Will Ford! Save Paul! He's in my car—there ahead of you!"