CHAPTER V.
ON TO HAPPENCHANCE.
The boys were not long in discovering that the two motor cycles they were riding were fine machines.

With the searchlights boring long holes in the dark, Merry and Clancy seemed fairly to fly over the trail.

It seemed to them as though they had hardly started before the mass of deep shadow which marked the location of Loco's adobe lay almost in front of them on the right.
The house was dark.

Frank, after getting out of the saddle, examined his watch under the lamp.
"Ten o'clock," he announced to Clancy.

"The Loco family must all be in bed, Clan." "Rout some one out, Chip," said Clan, "and see if you can pick up any news.