“Not very well, you may be sure. This flurry in our business will rather worry them. They may not put me out of business as quickly as they expected.”
“At least you’ll end your season in a blaze of glory,” laughed Penny.
The weather had turned warmer. Late Thursday afternoon the snow melted a bit and the lowering night temperatures caused a film of ice to form over the entire length of the bob-sled run. Jake shook his head as he talked over the situation with Penny the next morning.
“The track will be fast and slippery this morning.”
“A lot of folks will be disappointed if we don’t make any trips,” declared Penny. “Here comes Sara. Let’s see what she has to say.”
Sara studied the run, and walked down as far as Horseshoe Curve.
“It’s fast all right,” she conceded. “But that will only make it the more exciting. Brakes in good order, Jake?”
“I tested every sled last night after they were brought to the shop.”
“Then we’ll have no trouble,” said Sara confidently. “Round up the passengers, Jake, and we’ll start at once.”
The sled was hauled to the starting line. Sara took her place behind the wheel, with Penny riding the end position to handle the brake. Their first passengers were to be a middle aged married couple. Sara gave them padded helmets to wear.