As the big machine came clear into the street, a bright light suddenly
flashed around the next comer and headed toward them. Hal knew in a
moment what it was. It was a motorcycle, bearing a policeman. There
was but one course to pursue, and Hal acted without hesitation. He
threw the machine into high and it dashed directly toward the
motorcycle.
The man saved his life by swerving swiftly to one side. His machine
bumped the curb and threw the rider off. When he picked himself up the
automobile bearing the three friends was turning a corner, apparently
on one wheel for Hal had scarcely diminished the speed.
The German drew his revolver and fired a shot ill the air. He was
sounding the alarm and summoning assistance at the same time.
Quickly he righted his motorcycle, mounted, and made off in pursuit of
the high- powered automobile.
At the sound of the German's shot, Hal increased the speed of the
automobile.
"McKenzie!" he cried.
McKenzie leaned forward so as to catch the words the lad shouted back
to him.
"Get your guns ready!" cried Hal.
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