Cliff pulled the gear lever, eased in the clutch, and they slid quietly away down the street for two blocks, swung to the left and began to pick up speed through the thinning business district that dwindled presently to suburban small dwellings.
"Put on that coat and the goggles, old man," Cliff directed, his eyes on the lookback mirror, searching the highway behind them.

"We've got an all-night drive, and it will be cold later on, so the coat will serve two purposes.

It's hard to identify a man in a passing automobile if he's wearing a motor coat and goggles.

You couldn't swear to your twin brother going by." "This is a bear of a car," Johnny glowed, all atingle now with the adventure and its flavor of mystery.

"I didn't know you had two.