34. We noticed a car coming up beside us at a terrific clip. It overhauled us and shot by going seventy or eighty. As fast as sit was traveling, there was no mistake about it. It was the Silver Ghost, Mrs. Willoughby’s white and gold Rolls-Royce.
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Excerpts by George Wyatt (contributed by Joel Wilson)
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