The motor car roared around the bend. Miss Elting screamed as she saw it.
Grace heard the scream, but failing to understand the meaning of it,
decided it to be some sort of greeting. The little girl waved her arms in
reply. Miss Elting was gesticulating and pointing frantically. The two
girls on the hillside were for the moment paralyzed with fright.
All at once, Grace appeared to perceive her danger. She turned sharply.
There she stood, her frightened face turned toward the oncoming car that
was rapidly approaching her enveloped in a blinding cloud of dust. The
driver and Tommy discovered each other at about the same instant. There
was no time to stop the car.
Suddenly, car and Tommy were swallowed up in the dust cloud.
"Grace is killed!" screamed Margery.
"Yes, oh yes!" wailed Hazel, wringing her hands. "What shall we do?"
Out of the dust cloud hurtled the little white figure. She appeared to
have been doubled up into a large white ball by the car when it struck
her.
The ball rolled from the road, disappearing into the roadside ditch. The
motor car lurched around the curve in the road, zig-zagged past Miss
Elting, then became a rolling cloud of dust again.
CHAPTER II
WHAT HAPPENED TO TOMMY
"Oh-h-h!" moaned Margery. "Poor Tommy has been killed.
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