"I do mention them, with awe. Your mother has entrusted you with as high-powered a motor as there is on the market, a veritable engine of destruction. You, a mere child! How many pedestrians, should you predict, are going to take to their heels to-day as we pass by?" "Stop teasing and get in. You know you'd like to drive it yourself." "Of course I should. Really"--his survey of the motor now included the young person behind the steering-wheel--"I hesitate to trust my life in the hands of such a fashion plate as I s…
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