Soon Fred Ripley was speeding away over the country road in the automobile runabout.
As he neared the camp he extinguished the running lights, then went on slowly so as to make no noise.

At last he stopped the car.
Gr-r-r-r! came out of the darkness.

Faithful Towser was still at his post.

He came forward slowly, suspiciously out of the darkness.

He may have recognized his enemy, for Towser came close to the car, showing his teeth in an ugly fashion.
Fred lost no time in starting his car forward.