CHAPTER NINETEEN On the back seat Blake crouched next to Gin and tried to think. He looked out at the road, the same old road repeating itself, and tried to know what to do. The wind blowing by his ears frightened him. He was terrified of the stranger in the front seat. Things were happening too fast; he could scarcely catch his breath. Couldn’t he get Gin to help? He looked at her hopefully. He knew now that they must leave Teddy: the madman in the front seat must be overpowered and left behind. He was a traitor. The best of the adventure would be gone, with only two of them left. It was hard, but it was not fatal. They could do it. He looked at her, waiting for help.... Her eyes were fixed despairingly on Teddy’s back, and she looked more miserable than Blake himself, and as hopeless. He stared at her, and he knew that he was alone. Something had taken the strength out of her. He was alone. He shrank back into his corner, bouncing as the car bounced. Something was happening to his face. With a last spurt of defiance he flung up his arm to shield himself. THE END End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Beginners Luck, by Emily Hahn