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VIII. HOW IT HAPPENED
 She was a writing medium.  This is what she wrote:—  
I can remember some things upon that evening most distinctly, and others are like some vague, broken dreams.  That is what makes it so difficult to tell a connected story.  I have no idea now what it was that had taken me to London and brought me back so late.  It just into all my other visits to London.  But from the time that I got out at the little country station everything is clear.  I can live it again—every instant of it.
 
I remember so well walking down the platform and looking at the clock at the end which told me that it was half-past eleven.  I remember also my wondering whether I could get home before midnight.  Then I remember the big motor, with its glaring head-lights and glitter of polished , waiting for me outside.  It was my new thirty-horse-power Robur, which had only been delivered that day.  I remember also asking Perkins, my , how she had gone, and his saying that he thought she was excellent.
 
“I’ll try her myself,” said I, and I climbed into the driver’s seat.
 
“The gears are not the same,” said he.  “Perhaps, sir, I had better drive.”
 
“No; I should like to try her,” said I.
 
And so we started on the five-mile drive for home.
 
My old car had the gears as they used always to be in on a bar.  In this car you passed the gear-lever through a gate to get on the higher ones.  It was not difficult to master, and soon I thought that I understood it.  It was foolish, no doubt, to begin to learn a new system in the dark, but one often does foolish things, and one has not always to pay the full price for them.  I got along very well until I came to Claystall Hill.  It is one of the worst hills in England, a mile and a half long and one in six in places, with three fairly sharp curves.  My park gates stand at the very foot of it upon the main London road.
 
We were just over the brow of this hill, where the grade is steepest, when the trouble began.  I had been on the top speed, and wanted to get her on the free; but she stuck between gears, and I had to get her back on the top again.  By this time she was going at a great rate, so I clapped on both brakes, and one after the other they gave way.  I didn’t mind so much when I felt my footbrake snap, but when I put all my weight on my side-brake, and the lever clanged to its full limit without a catch, it brought a cold sweat out of me.  By this time we were fairly tearing down the slope.  The lights were brilliant, and I brought her round the first curve all right.  Then we did the second one, though it was a close shave for the ditch.  There was a mile of straight then with the third curve beneath it, and after that the gate of the park.  If I could shoot into that harbour all would be well, for the slope up to the house would bring her to a stand.
 
Perkins behaved splendidly.  I should like that to be known.  He was cool and alert.  I had thought at the very beginning of taking the bank, and he read my intention.
 
“I wouldn’t do it, sir,” said he.  “At this pace it must go over and we should have it on the top of us.”
 
Of course he was right.  He got to the electric switch and had it off, so we were in the free; but we were still running at a fearful pace.  He laid his hands on the wheel.
 
“I’ll keep her steady,” said he, “if you care to jump and chance it.  We can never get round that curve.  Better jump, sir.”
 
“No,” said I; “I’ll stick it out.  You can jump if you like.”
 
p. 181“I’ll stick it with you, sir,” said he.
 
If it had been the old car I should have jammed the gear-lever into the reverse, and seen what would happen.  I expect she would have strippe............
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