Clumsily but successfully, the great Irishman turned the car round away from the city.
"She's a hummer," he muttered.

"I'll make her go when we get the hang of it.

Sit tight!" They drove clumsily off, gathering speed at every yard.

Behind, in the shadow of the tower, the signalman lay dead.

Quest, half way to New York, stretched flat on his stomach, was struggling for life with knees and hands and feet.
2.
Mrs.Rheinholdt welcomed the Inspector with a beaming smile as he stepped out of his office and approached her automobile.
"How nice of you to be so punctual, Mr.French," she exclaimed, making room for him by her side.