She turned the latch, slipped through the door, and slammed it behind her.

To her dismay she saw a big motorcar coming round the corner of the house.

She mounted quickly and raced down the drive.

Wiggins was already out of sight.
Just outside the lodge gates she found the Terror waiting for her.
"I've sent Wiggins on!" he shouted as she passed.
"Come on! Come on!" she shrieked back.

"The beastly foreigner's got a motor-car!" He caught her up in a quarter of a mile; and she told him that the car had been ready to start.