hitch a ride

“They just walk around, they ride in their patrol cars, and they just pass by,” he said.

Now-a-days it is the bankrupt who flouts, and his too confiding creditors who are jeered and laughed at.

He felt himself the meanest, vilest thing a-crawl upon this sinful earth, and she—dear God!

All that scientific bric-a-brac in the cupboard had far better be thrown away.

Possibly, he would not shy at such monstrosities after twenty miles of a lathering ride.

The other day an excursion was arranged to Sondershausen, a town about three hours' ride from Weimar in the cars.