Content
As she went out of the room, Becky turned upon the threshold and looked about her with devouring eyes.
"You have worried them as much as they can stand.
THE CHILDREN. _[in the doorway on the left]_.
By twisting and turning my little machine, now rising and now falling, I managed to elude their search-lights most of the time, but I was also losing ground by these tactics, and so I decided to hazard everything on a straight-away course and leave the result to fate and the speed of my machine.
