“Connie, I’ll show you how the boys hook onto the car bumpers,” Veve offered.
Before her friend could stop her, she darted to the parked car. The driver did not see her, for he was gazing in another direction.
“Just slip the rope over the bumper like this,” explained Veve. “It’s easy, Connie.”
Now Veve had no intention of riding up the hill. She only liked to think she could do anything the older boys did. Never once did it occur to her that the automobile might start suddenly forward.
Therefore, she was startled when, without warning, the motor speeded up. Smoke poured from the exhaust pipe at the rear. The car began to move slowly ahead.
“Oh, he’s driving off with your sled!” Connie cried in alarm.
“Hey, wait!” shouted Veve, running after the car.
The driver did not hear.
Connie and Veve soon caught up, for the car climbed the hill slowly. But instead of unhooking the rope, Veve threw herself flat on the sled.
“Jump on!” she invited Connie.