“I’ll throw ye a life-line when ye needs one,” roared Joe.
Then several miles fell grudgingly behind, with scarcely a word exchanged between men or boys. Dave, in spite of storm and discomfort, his eyes tightly closed, was almost nodding, while Victor, utterly miserable, sat staring straight ahead.
But all this was changed in the most startling and abrupt fashion.
The loud blasts of a motor horn, echoing weirdly, brought Dave up with a start.
“What!” he gasped. “What!”
His eyes rested on a brilliant glare of light flooding the darkness. Then a big touring machine glided around a bend. Although the chauffeur handled his car skilfully, the unexpected sight threw the elephants into a state of panic.
“Them brutes is goin’ to git!” yelled Joe, as the rumbling of the wagon wheels ceased.
An instant later Dave and Victor saw the boy swinging from his seat to the ground.
CHAPTER XIX
DAVE DOES SOME RIDING
Dave Brandon immediately furnished another example of his ability to move quickly when he chose to stir himself. Joe had scarcely landed before the stout boy was at his side.