"Don't let him get away," he cautioned.
Nellie opened her mouth to say "I won't," when with a sudden jerk
Brownie tore the leather line from her hand and dashed into the
road.
"Here comes a big motor-truck!" screamed Sister. "Brownie will be
run over and killed!"
CHAPTER XII
A LITTLE SHOPPING
The foolish little puppy crouched down directly in the path of the
lumbering motor-truck. The children could feel the ground
quivering as the weight of the heavy wheels jarred at every turn.
Brother forgot that he had promised to be careful about
automobiles. He forgot that, bad as it would be for a motor-driver
to run over a puppy dog, it would be twenty times worse for him to
run down a little boy. He forgot everything except the fact that
his dog was in danger!
"Look out!" shrieked Nellie Yarrow. "Roddy, come back!"
A huge red touring car, filled with laughing girls, whizzed past
him, and after that a light delivery car that had to swerve
sharply to avoid striking him. As Brother reached the dog he
thought the motor-truck was going to roll right over him, and he
closed his eyes and made a grab for Brownie. When he opened them,
the truck was standing still, two wheels in the ditch, and three
men were climbing down and starting toward him.
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