“Who got away?” Mr. Livingston demanded.
“That’s what I don’t know. Someone was trying to break into the sedan.”
Mr. Livingston went over to try the car doors. All remained locked.
“I yelled and scared him away before he managed to break the handle,” Jack went on. “You know—he looked a lot like that fellow we saw streaking away from Stony’s cabin last night.”
“The attacker?” Willie interposed. “S-a-y, maybe it was the same guy!”
“And maybe it’s lucky we weren’t slugged in our sleep!” War added.
“He acted as if his main objective was the car.”
“Nothing in there except some of our unpacked luggage,” Mr. Livingston said thoughtfully. “He could have been after the car.”
“Or something he believed might be hidden or locked up there,” Jack suggested.
“The map!” exclaimed Ken.