"It must be the Dodge car.

Bert and Bayliss must be somewhere about." Dick stood surveying the car with speculative eyes.
"I know what you're thinking about," Tom whispered.

"Wait; I'll go back and halt the fellows and bring Dave forward with me." In a few moments this had been done.

Darry gazed at the red Smattach with gleaming eyes.
"This is surely our chance!" he muttered.

"Now, what can we do ?" All three were silent for a few moments.