He was gone some little time, and when he came back he had several plump birds. These were cleaned and were soon roasting over the fire on sticks. It was a good deal better meal than might have been expected under the circumstances.
Then, with the hunter riding his horse, and the others following, the journey in search of the stolen auto was begun. The marks made by the broad tires of the two machines could be plainly seen.
“I wouldn’t care if I had my valuable specimens,” wailed Professor Snodgrass.
“We’ll git ’em, an’ the auto, too,” said Broswick. “Don’t you worry.”
They had covered several miles and were descending a long hill, when Jerry called out:
“What’s that ahead, there?”
They all stopped and peered down the road.
“There are two autos!” cried Nestor. “One looks like ours. I’m going to see about it.”
And he started off on a run.