Chapter Fourteen
Lukas did his best, but despite his urgent persuasions, the drivers of their hired autocarriage wouldn’t proceed above a certain speed through the darkening streets. Clara sat in the back in a fever of impatience, tempted to kick the pompous idiots into the street and drive the vehicle herself. Anything could be happening to poor Cas while they dawdled their way to Hildy! It might have been faster to cycle.
Long before they reached the Goldstein manufactory, they met Hildy herself coming from the opposite direction, her distinctive autocarriage going at a roaring pace.
“Stop!” yelled Clara. Before the vehicle had quite finished braking, she threw the door open and leapt out, waving her arms to attract Hildy’s attention.
There was a screech as Hildy’s foot met her own b
