I don't see how they could go any other, the brushwood is so thick."
"Maybe there's a house back there," suggested Tom.
"I shouldn't be surprised. That path must lead to somewhere."
The boys had just started to move along the footpath when from out of the darkness came an unexpected hail:
"Hello, there! Who are you?"
The call came from ahead, and at a turn of the trail the lads saw, by the dim rays of the lantern, the form of a man, wearing a fur coat and an automobile cap.
"The driver of the car!" burst out Dick.
"I say, who are you?" called the man, coming to a halt. Evidently he was coming back to take care of the automobile, or run it away.
"Hello, yourself!" answered Dick, boldly. "What are you doing here this time of night?"
"Humph! Is that any of your business?" growled the man. He was evidently a rough customer and not pleased at being thus surprised.
"I don't know; perhaps," answered Dick, drawing closer. "Don't let him get away," he whispered to his brothers.
The boys made a rush forward, raising their
