Then Perry was after it and in another moment they were all three huddled somehow on the gas-tank at the rear and going with increasing speed out of the grounds and along a road.

For a few minutes they hung there, breathing hard, and then Wink gasped: "We've got to get off, Perry! It's going the wrong way!" "If we do, we'll get killed," answered Perry.

"Wait till it slows up." They waited, but it seemed that it never would slow up.

It went faster and faster.

It passed houses and stores and a church.