"Oh, vy tidn't I sthay home ven I come to pay dis visit!" The biplane had slowed down, for Tom had shut off the engine.

But the _Dartaway_ still had headway enough to catch up to the automobile and it came up like some bird of ill-omen, that made even stout-hearted Sam quail.

But he stuck to his post, sending the automobile backward as fast as he dared.

He knew the roadway behind was straight, so he simply steered by keeping the wheel as it was.
"Tom, Tom, can't you do something ?" he yelled.

"Turn her aside!" "I'm trying!" yelled back his brother.