CHAPTER XXIV
THE BURGOMASTER OF MASOLGA
Granbury Lapham had had practically no experience with horses and in the present trying emergency he was as helpless as an infant. He sawed this way and that on the reins, and yelled at the top of his lungs. This merely served to frighten the steeds still more, and away they sprang at a greater speed than ever.
"We'll be killed!" gasped Roger. He stood up, pale with fright.
"Don't jump out!" cried Dave. "Maybe I can stop them."
As quickly as he could, he gained the front seat of the turnout and took the reins from the Englishman's hands. He saw at once that the horses had the bits in their teeth and that pulling on the lines would do little if any good.
By this time they had gained a level stretch of road, but ahead was a decline greater than that just passed. If they reached that spot an accident would be inevitable.
On one side of the road was the upward slope
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