Do you want to come with me?"
"You bet," said Scrub fervently.
"Good! Come along! We'll be getting back to St. Louis."
"But yuh can't get back to-night. The last train has gone."
"Never mind. I'll get there somehow. Some one lend me a lantern for a
few minutes."
Ted was given one, and he went out into the yard and outhouses to search
for the red motor car. He could not find it anywhere.
"Did any of you folks see a red automobile going down the road any time
to-day?" he asked.
"Yes, there's a red machine down in the lane running over to the Rock
Road," said one of the men. "But I reckon it's bust."
"Come on, Scrub, we'll take a look at it," said Ted, Leading off with
the man who had seen the car, and followed by the whole crowd, Ted made
his way to the lane.
Standing in the middle of it was the red car with its No. 118 swaying
from the rear axle in the wind.
Evidently Checkers had started away in it, using it as a swift means of
escape, but it had stopped, and, as he could go no farther in it, he had
abandoned it in the road.
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