"I feel as if I could go on riding forever!" "An auto certainly beats a team all to bits, if the road is good." They passed up another hill, and then through a patch of woods.

Then they made a sharp turn, and the car began to descend over a road that was filled with loose stones.
"Say, Dick, you'd better slow up," cautioned Sam, as the machine gave a quick lurch over a stone.

"This road isn't as smooth as it was." "I know it." "I saw a road to our right," said Grace.

"Perhaps we should have taken that." There was no time to say more, for the automobile was jouncing over the stones in too lively a manner.

Alarmed, Dick, who had already shut off the power, applied the brake, but he was not used to this and he jammed it fast so it did not altogether prevent the car from advancing.
"Oh, we must stop!" screamed Dora, a moment later.