Again and again they tried; Bess, who had by this time alighted, aiding them. But it was all to no purpose. Even their united strength failed to move the heavy apparatus.
"I've got an idea!" shouted Jimsy suddenly, during a pause in their laborious operations.
"Good! Don't let it get away, I beg of you!" implored Peggy.
"Oh, Peg! Don't tease, besides, you don't look a bit cute with your hair all wet and draggled, and as for your dress—goodness!"
This came from Jess, herself sadly "rumpled" and in addition wet through. Before Peggy could reply to her chum's half rallying remark Jimsy, unabashed, continued:
"We'll hitch this rope to the Red Dragon and then start her up for all she's worth."
"Jimsy, you're a genius!"
"A modern marvel!"
"A solid promontory of pure gray matter!"
In turn the remarks came from each of the party. But Jimsy, bothering not at all at the laughing encomiums, proceeded to secure the rope to the Red Dragon. This done, he started up the engine and clambered into his seat.