With a rush and a leap Cleek was upon it, and with another rush and a leap the constable was upon him, only to be greeted with the swift flicking open of a coat and the gleam of a badge that every man in the force knew.
"Cleek ?" "Yes! In the name of The Yard; in the name of the king! get out of the way! In with you, Dollops! We'll get the brutes yet!" Then he bent over, threw in the clutch, and discarding all speed laws, sent the car humming and tearing away.
"Hold tight!" he said, through his teeth.

"Whatever comes, we've got to get to Burnt Acre Mill inside of an hour.

If you know any prayers, Dollops, say them." "The Lord fetch us home in time for supper!" gulped the boy obediently.
"S'help me, Gov'nor, the wind's goin' through my teeth like I was a mouth organ--and I'm hollow enough for a flute!".