Rovers had to tell and proposed something that met with immediate approval.
"My uncle Dan has got a dandy car—fast as they make 'em," said Spud. "Can go about a hundred miles an hour, I guess. Well, he lets me run it whenever I want to. Say the word and we'll start for Boston tomorrow, and make inquiries all along the road."
"Can you have the use of the car, Spud?" asked Sam.
"Positively. Uncle Dan said I could make a tour of the White Mountains if I wished, but I don't care for the scenery much—too much of it, I guess. But going to Boston, to catch those rascals, would hit me plumb."
So it was arranged that they should start eastward in the morning, and in the meantime Dick and his brothers sent out more messages.
"Who do you think the other woman in that touring car can be?" asked Sam.
"I don't know, Sam," answered his eldest brother. "Perhaps some unscrupulous party who was hired by Crabtree to look after Mrs. Stanhope."
"Dad said he had heard that Sobber got his money to go to court from a woman who was his great aunt."
