Since he left college he had retained the respect for his
body which had been taught him, and with golf and tennis and
gymnasium he had kept himself fit ... so that now his vital forces
marshaled themselves quickly to fight his battle for him. Presently
he raised himself to his feet and stood swaying dizzily; with fingers
that fumbled he tied his handkerchief about his bruised head and
staggered toward his car, for his will urged him on to follow Dulac.
To crank the motor (for the self-starter had not yet arrived) was a
task of magnitude, but he accomplished it and pulled himself into the
seat. For a moment he lay upon the steering wheel, panting, fighting
back his weakness; then he thrust forward his control lever and the
car began to move. The motion, the kindly touch of the cool night air
against his head, stimulated him; he stepped on the gas pedal and the
car leaped forward as though eager for the pursuit.
Out into the main road he lurched, grimly clutching the steering
wheel, leaning on it for support, his aching, blurred eyes clinging
to the illuminated way before him, and he drove as he had never
ventured to drive before.
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