Queer, too, 'cause that road ain't half as good as the Chaplet turnpike." "Did you see who was in the auto ?" queried Dick.
"I think a couple o' men an' some girls.

I couldn't see very well, the machine run so fast.

I had to hold my hoss, for I was afraid they'd run into me." Several others had also seen the big enclosed touring car and all were sure it had taken to the old Snagtown road.
"Where does that road run to ?" asked Dick.
"Goes over the hills to what used to be Snagtown," answered one of the men.

"But there ain't no town now, since the mills closed down--only empty houses." "Just the place they'd be likely to head for!" cried Tom, in a low voice to his brothers.

"Come on, hurry up!" Sam and Dick needed no urging, and having thanked the men for their information they started up the engine once more.
"How far is it to that deserted village ?" called out Tom, as the _Dartaway_ was about to move off.
"Six miles!" shouted one of the crowd.