“But where do we go from here?” asked Dot, wondering whether Linda had had enough by now, and was ready to go back to Los Angeles.
“More pursuit,” returned her companion. “I feel under greater obligations than ever to catch that thief now—for she has Mr. Eckert’s plane. I’m responsible for it. We’ll fly around to all the airports for news. Their gas supply ought to be getting low, and they’ll have to stop somewhere to fill up. That’s the clue we’ll have to follow.”
“I wish we could get back into the United States,” remarked Dot. “I don’t like the bugs here in Mexico.”
“I don’t think we can hope for that, till we catch them. They’re going to steer clear of our police.”
“I suppose you’re right,” yawned Dot. “Well, let’s go get some sleep. We can’t tell what adventures may be in front of us tomorrow.”
“No, we can’t possibly tell,” agreed Linda.
CHAPTER X
A CLOSE CALL
“I think,” announced Linda at the breakfast table in the Mexican hotel the following morning, “that we’ll have to cross the mountains today.”
Dot groaned.
“What a pleasant little ray of sunshine you are, Linda!” she said.