More than likely they streaked through for all they were worth.

Why not go on straight to Fremville?
That is a much larger town, and we'll be sure to find a telephone there, or a telegraph office." "Just what I was thinking," replied his big brother.
They swept over Sherodburg five minutes later, dipping down so low that they could see every house and every store.

They looked along the main street for the touring car, but only carriages and farm wagons were in view.
"I wish we had a searchlight," said Dick, with a sigh.

"If we had one we could easily keep that highway in view all the way to Fremville." "Well, we haven't one, so we'll have to make out without it," answered Tom.

"Fly as low as you can and we'll try to keep the highway in sight.
Most of the farmhouses have lights in 'em, and that will help a little." Dick flew as low as seemed advisable, and by straining their eyes the boys managed to make out the winding road, lined on either side with farms and patches of woods.