"
"Impossible!" cried Stella.
"No, entirely possible," said Ted intensely. "Don't you see if it was
this fellow Checkers who got the machine from the agent by false
pretenses he would take it as far away from town as possible?"
"Yes, I see that."
"Then which direction would he take if, as I think, he is in league with
the train-robbing syndicate, which we have persuaded ourselves to think
made their headquarters at Green River, but in this direction? We have
learned that others of those we believe to be in it are to be the guests
of this ranch, and--"
"I see. He could not well bring the red car to the ranch house."
"That's it."
"Then where do you suppose he's going with it?"
"There's no better place to hide it than in those very 'bad lands,' if I
am guessing right, at the rough land yonder."
"True. What are you going to do about it?"
"I'm going to find that red car and my friend, Checkers."
"Not alone, Ted. You're going to get the other boys to help you, aren't
you?"
"Now is the accepted time.
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