1
On the highway, traffic splatters the little red roadster with Sno-Melt and dirt.
2
The automobile was not the red roadster, but a limousine.
3
The red roadster was nowhere in sight.
4
The red roadster slid off with gears singing their metallic song as she shifted through to high.
5
About a hundred yards behind us was the red roadster with the Frog calmly sitting at the wheel.
6
The red roadster had disappeared.
7
Turning around one of the innumerable curves in the road we saw the red roadster proceeding leisurely ahead of us.
8
Just then the red roadster did pass us, going slowly, and the Frog kept his eyes riveted on Nyoda all the while.
9
But the girl halted at the foot of the steps and standing by a red roadster turned to look up at the library building.
10
He was looking for the dark- red roadster that had eaten up distance so greedily between Inglewood and the city, and he did not see it.
11
"I saw a girl in a tan suit driving away just a minute ago with a man in a red roadster," he answered.