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The New Zealand Railways Magazine, Volume 3, Issue 8 (December 1, 1928)

Chapter III

Chapter III.

When the time was opportune, Bill glanced behind, and away in the distance he could just see a little dark speck which, he had no reason to doubt, was a Ford car.

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Having treated Bill to about ten thousand acres of scenery to the mile, and feeling that his prestige as a pilot had been brilliantly enhanced, Scoot slowed the “Rattlebury” down a bit and looked over at Bill with a triumphant smile.

Bill seized his opportunity, and said: “You were saying, Jim Butters had a place in these parts. What about dropping in to see him when we come to it?”

“Confound those Ford cars!” shrieked Scoot. “That was Jim Butters’ place with the tiled roof that we passed about two miles back. I thought you noticed it.”

“I did notice something red,” said Bill; “but at the rate we were travelling it looked like a tomato patch.”

“Never mind,” said Scoot; “some day when you're not busy we'll take a run out and spend the day with Jim.”

“Right-oh, thanks,” said Bill. “I would like to see Jim Butters.”

Moral: Travel by rail, and see the scene that's otherwise unseen.