When he
took hold of them, the hansom became manageable and obedient. He shut
off the electricity, and the front wheels dropped down from the wall.
The next moment he swung to the ground and opened the door.
To his surprise, the man who emerged from the carriage was Dunstan Kirk,
the leader of the Yale ball-team.
"Glad to see you!" gasped Kirk. "I couldn't get out, and I was expecting
the thing to turn over! I believe I'm not hurt."
"The motorman is, though! He has been carried into the drug-store."
Frank looked toward the drug-store, and saw an ambulance dash up to
convey the injured man to the hospital.
"Glad you're all right!" turning again to the baseball-captain. "These
things are cranky at times. I've had some experience with one."
A policeman pushed forward to take possession of the automobile until
the company could send another motorman.
The ambulance dashed away, and Browning, Diamond, and Rattleton came
across the street hurriedly from the apothecary's. Bink and Danny, Gamp
and Dismal--other friends of his--were already crowding round Merriwell.
Back of them was a pushing, excited throng.
"Which way did that carriage go?" Kirk demanded.
"Which carriage?"
"The one that was just ahead of us. I was chasing it in the automobile?"
"With a driver in a green livery and a bay horse?" asked the newsboy,
who had pushed into the inner circle.
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