He put it into the basket of his bicycle, and mounted.
They had barely started when a keeper sprang out of the hedge, thirty yards ahead, and came running toward them, shouting in a very daunting fashion as he came.

There was neither time nor room to turn.

They rode on; and the keeper made for the Terror.

The Terror swerved; and the keeper swerved.

Wiggins ran bang into the keeper; and they came to the ground together as the Terror shot ahead, pedaling as hard as he could.
He caught up Erebus, and his cry of "Keeper!" set her racing beside him; but both of them kept looking back for Wiggins; and presently, when no Wiggins appeared, with one accord they slowed down, stopped and dismounted.
"The keeper's got him.