tearin' through like mad, about half an hour ago."
"Which way was it headed?'* asked Tom, eagerly.
"I don't know—I didn't ask. Jim could tell you."
"Where is he?"
"Jim? Why he keeps the barber shop, down on the corner of Main Street and Lumber Alley."
"Do you know if he is at his barber shop now?" asked Dick.
"He must be—he was going there when he saw the auto."
The boys waited no longer, but asking the man to look after the Dartaway during their absence, they hurried to the main street of the town and then to the barber shop in question. Jim Hickey was busy shaving a customer but he was willing to suspend operations long enough to answer the Rover boys.
"Did I see the car?" he cried. "If I hadn't I'd be a dead man this minit!" he cried. "She was going some, she was!"
"Which way did the car go?" asked all the boys.
"Down Main Street to the bridge and then turned around the church corner."
