Boiling over with anger, and seeing that his rivals had all the advantage, the captain of the “Reindeer” was forced to yield. The pounding of the motor suddenly ceased; he changed his course with an abruptness that sent Colonel Ellison lurching back in his seat.
As he did so, the Ripley boys gave a tremendous yell of triumph, and their war-call again sounded over the Hudson.
Then the “Dart” shot swiftly across the “Reindeer’s” bow.
CHAPTER XVII
IN THE RED CAR
Bright and early on the following morning, George Clayton and Aleck Hunt were astir, and had their breakfast. Then they strolled leisurely around the town, taking in the sights.
Newburgh is charmingly situated, and has many points of interest.
About half-past nine, the boys reached the garage, took their places in the touring car, and, in a moment, were out on the busy street.
“Now for Poughkeepsie,” remarked George. “Weather doesn’t look very promising—all gray and cloudy.”
“And last night was such a dandy,” sighed Aleck. “Say, we’re awfully careless.”