We were round a corner in no time, and then turned and ran back to see if we could offer assistance!" "Some gag!" chuckled Pennell; "but I hope you won't go on that sort of racket to-night.

It would be a little more serious if we were caught....

Also, these blighted gendarmes would probably start firing, or some other damned thing." "They would," said Peter; "besides, that doesn't appeal to me now.

I'm getting too old, or else my tastes have become depraved." The one-horse cab stopped with a jerk.

"Hop out," said Peter.