even if there had been one along, which there wasn't. That log was put there!"
"Does yo' fink dat, Mistah Swift?" asked Eradicate, his eyes getting big.
"I certainly do, and, if you hadn't warned me, I might have been killed."
"Oh, I heard yo' lickity-split machine chug-chuggin' along when I were in de bushes, lookin' for a pryin' pole, an' I hurried out to warn yo'. I knowed I could leave Boomerang safe, 'case he's asleep."
"I'm glad you did warn me," went on the youth solemnly. Then, as he went closer to the log, he uttered an exclamation.
"That has been dragged here by an automobile!" he cried. "It's been done on purpose to injure some one. Come on, Rad, let's see if we can't find out who did it."
Something on the ground caught Tom's eye. He stooped and picked up a nickle-plated wrench.
"This may come in handy as evidence," he murmured.
