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Mr Stott, as still patting his lip with his handkerchief, declared: "Such roads as these retard the develop up out of the aisle "They are a disgrace!"

"We are going away from the mountains--I don't understand----"

Mr Stott s and told her that Wallie and Pinkey, of course, knew the road

"I don't care," she insisted, stoutly, "I believe soht it was as rough as this all the way I should prefer to walk"

"You ," Mr Stott replied in a kind but reproving tone, "and we cannot expect----"

Mrs Budlong, who had just bitten her tongue, retorted sharply: "We certainly could expect a et out I shall never step foot in it again"

"When we stop at the post-office," said Mr Budlong in a tone of decision as he clung to thefrao out--the rest of you can do as you like"

If there was dissatisfaction inside the coach it was nothing at all coalloped down the railroad track The leaders' ht have been bound in cast-iron for all the attention they paid to the pull on their bits, although Pinkey and Wallie were using their coth in their efforts to stop the runaways

"Theh his clenched teeth

"We'll be lucky if we are not ditched," Wallie panted as he braced his feet

"Wouldn't that be so off this track, for there's a culvert so here and----"

"Pink!"

Pinkey had no time to look, but he knehat the sharp exclaun out--lay it on the seat--I can stop 'em if I must"

Pinkey's face hite under its sunburn and his jaas set

"How far we got?"

"About a hundred yards," Wallie answered, breathing heavily

"We'll give 'em one more try My hands are playin' out You pop it to the roan when I say Cut him wide open! If I can't turn him, I'll drop hi his heels into the foot-brace in front and took a tighter wrap of the lines around his hands He could see the culvert ahead His voice was hoarse as he gave the word