Part 16 (1/2)
”Of course it's ridiculous That's probably the reason he would think of it,” insisted Mollie ”I know these farhed at her, and Betty cried gayly: ”Well, on't get anywhere by standing here in the road I move we follow the old fellow and see what he's up to And if he gets too ridiculous,” she added, as she climbed back into the car, ”I kno I'll fix him”
”How?” they asked
”I'll buhter they cliain
”You know, even his back looks stubborn,” re the horn vigorously, the driver refused to budge frouess perhaps you will have to carry out your threat, Betty”
”Well, I declare if I won't,” exclai and her eyes blazing at the stubborn insolence of the reat pleasure to buetting late, too,” worried Grace ”Can't you do so?” cried Betty, exasperated ”There's nothing in the rules for driving a machine that covers this difficulty
I don't knohat to do, unless-- Did you bring the pistol?”
Grace started
”Goodness! you're not going to kill him are you?”
”Not unless I have to,” replied Betty, and at her expression, Grace laughed weakly
”Yes, I brought the pistol,” she said ”But it's down in the bottos in the tonneau of Mollie's car”
Betty groaned
”And it isn't even loaded,” added Grace, as an afterthought ”Mother said itto be any ood is it then?” queried Betty
”Just to scare people with”
”Well, that's what I want to do to that--h to call the cranky far squarely in the ive an inch ”Only I'd like to scare him to death My conscience wouldn't even hurt”
”It would be ested, with a little hysterical laugh, ”whether you shot him or scared him to death”
Betty was silent for a on while her blood boiled and her anger surged For Betty ca ancestors ere not in the habit of sub!” she burst out at last, gripping the wheel so tightly her knuckles shohite ”It isn't so , but it's an absolute necessity to show that fellohere he--”
”'Where he gets off,'” Grace finished slangily ”I know dear, but how?”
Betty shook her head helplessly and just glared
Then suddenly Grace uttered a little cry and sat up straight in her seat
”I have it!” she cried ”I knoe can do”
”Tell me,” demanded Betty