Knapp's Crossroads had gone to a harvest festival and forgotten to come back.
No answer.

Lonehaven couldn't get the name of the car but said it would watch out for a Plunkabunk.

Wakeville said no car could possibly get through there as there wasn't any road.

Miss Dolly Bobbitt returned to her novel.
And meanwhile the scout raised a mighty hand up into the vast, starry heaven, like some giant traffic cop....
"Pull that canvas cover off it," said Nick to his comrade who had just come up the ladder.

"The blamed thing's all rotten anyway, I guess.
Strike a match and find where the switch is.