Kel Avery's StoryThe car bearing the kidnapers and their two women prisoners was a long blue phaeton. It had gone toward New York. These two bits of information were forthcoming from members of the crowd who had seen the snatching.
Da Clima piled into Doc's streamlined car with the rest.
"Da Clima, he go along," he growled. "We catch them and Da Clima, he do them like this!" His muscular hands made pantomime of breaking things.
"How about that, Doc?" Monk questioned.
"Let him come, of course. We want to ask him questions."
The big engine came to life under the tapered hood, but only sudden animation of ammeter and oil gauge showed that. The machine was fitted with an automatic shifting device, and Doc thrust the lever which meshed the gears, after which the shifting required no furthe
