With a sudden wrench he freed his arm and darted through the door before Leonard could make a move to stop him.
“After him quick,” said Shirley. “He’ll get away.”
Leonard and the two girls darted through the door and down the steps after the fleeing man, but when they reached the sidewalk Jones had disappeared.
“We’ve lost him,” she cried.
“Yes,” said Mabel, “and he’ll hurry to the place where Jimmy is being held, and take him some place else. It was a mistake to show him that note, for he is aware we know that Jimmy is confined some place on the creek.”
“Then the best thing to do,” said Leonard, “is to get down by the creek. We may be fortunate enough to hit the right direction.”
“Let’s go at once then,” said Shirley.
Quickly the three clambered into the car, and Shirley, who was driving, started it off with a lurch.
“Let’s hope we shall not be too late,” she cried over her shoulder, as the car, setting speed regulations at naught, gathered headway.