Inside, Mrs. Peel was quaking. How were they ever going to get out of this
mess. She heard groaning.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Steed. I'm glad you finally decided to join us." The two Steeds stood face to face. Kevin laughed, evilly. "And now that you are, I hope you enjoy your ride. He pressed a button on the train, just out of Steed's reach, and said, "Ta, ta."
Mrs. Peel struggled against the ropes. If only there was some way to-ah ha! She noticed a that one of the ties on the railway had come loose, and the edge was jagged. She pulled the rope that bound her wrist over to the tie, and began sawing away.
"Mrs. Peel!" Steed shouted, "I've always wanted to tell you something, and I guess now is the right time!"
"Save it for later Steed!" The rope broke, and Mrs. Peel hastily untied the other ropes. She rolled off of the track just in time. The train, and Steed, whizzed by for another loop around the circle. Kevin ran towards Mrs. Peel, bent on hurting her. Swiftly she kicked him in the stomach, then karate chopped him in the neck. He moaned in pain, and rolled toward the track. Z.Z. Von Schnerk had been filming this entire scene, but when he saw this, he angrily ran towards Mrs. Peel. She easily sidestepped his blows, and managed to give him a few on the face, and the neck. Meanwhile the train with Steed inside was speeding around the curve towards Kevin. The double stood up, terror on his face, frozen to the spot. Then, wham! The train hit him, head on. He flew through the air, and landed on the camera.
"No!!!" Von Schnerk cried. While he was distracted, Mrs. Peel managed to give him a final blow in the stomach, which sent him to the ground.
"Steed," She cried, "How do you stop this thing?"
"By pressing a little red button inside the cab!" he shouted back.
The train was coming around the circle again. Mrs. Peel crouched, and waited, then jumped onto the train.
"Which button?" Mrs. Peel asked.
"That small one. Right" the train stopped. "Thank you Mrs. Peel. I was getting horribly dizzy. Now would you mind untying me?"
Mrs. Peel smiled, now was her chance, "Not until you tell me what we were going to Winsington for."
Steed sighed, anxious to get out of the train. "Don't you know what tomorrow is?" Mrs. Peel shook her head impatiently. "Tomorrow is the second anniversary of the day that you became my partner."
"Steed, I'm touched that you remembered. Now let's get you out of here." With that Mrs. Peel untied him, and they began walking up the hill, to find a telephone. "Next year though, please, no surprises."
"I give you my word. No surprises."
"Good afternoon, Mr. Steed. I'm glad you finally decided to join us." The two Steeds stood face to face. Kevin laughed, evilly. "And now that you are, I hope you enjoy your ride. He pressed a button on the train, just out of Steed's reach, and said, "Ta, ta."
Mrs. Peel struggled against the ropes. If only there was some way to-ah ha! She noticed a that one of the ties on the railway had come loose, and the edge was jagged. She pulled the rope that bound her wrist over to the tie, and began sawing away.
"Mrs. Peel!" Steed shouted, "I've always wanted to tell you something, and I guess now is the right time!"
"Save it for later Steed!" The rope broke, and Mrs. Peel hastily untied the other ropes. She rolled off of the track just in time. The train, and Steed, whizzed by for another loop around the circle. Kevin ran towards Mrs. Peel, bent on hurting her. Swiftly she kicked him in the stomach, then karate chopped him in the neck. He moaned in pain, and rolled toward the track. Z.Z. Von Schnerk had been filming this entire scene, but when he saw this, he angrily ran towards Mrs. Peel. She easily sidestepped his blows, and managed to give him a few on the face, and the neck. Meanwhile the train with Steed inside was speeding around the curve towards Kevin. The double stood up, terror on his face, frozen to the spot. Then, wham! The train hit him, head on. He flew through the air, and landed on the camera.
"No!!!" Von Schnerk cried. While he was distracted, Mrs. Peel managed to give him a final blow in the stomach, which sent him to the ground.
"Steed," She cried, "How do you stop this thing?"
"By pressing a little red button inside the cab!" he shouted back.
The train was coming around the circle again. Mrs. Peel crouched, and waited, then jumped onto the train.
"Which button?" Mrs. Peel asked.
"That small one. Right" the train stopped. "Thank you Mrs. Peel. I was getting horribly dizzy. Now would you mind untying me?"
Mrs. Peel smiled, now was her chance, "Not until you tell me what we were going to Winsington for."
Steed sighed, anxious to get out of the train. "Don't you know what tomorrow is?" Mrs. Peel shook her head impatiently. "Tomorrow is the second anniversary of the day that you became my partner."
"Steed, I'm touched that you remembered. Now let's get you out of here." With that Mrs. Peel untied him, and they began walking up the hill, to find a telephone. "Next year though, please, no surprises."
"I give you my word. No surprises."