“It’s not on the schedule,” said John.
“Shall we investigate?”
“No! Sit still! I think the play is about to commence! Let’s wait for our cues!”
At this announcement, the film of sleepiness cleared instantly from Jack’s brain.
“Look!”
The door of the garage office opened slowly. Suddenly a young man came out, his cap pulled down over his eyes. Closing the door after him, he took one hasty glance up and down the street, jumped into the girls’ machine and drove off.
Without one word, the two boys dashed for their own car. They found it as they had left it.
“You drive!” cried John.
They sprang to their places, Jack at the wheel, John in the seat beside him.
“Good thing we had the old boat handy!”