“You are sure?” questioned Wright.
“Yes. We had better get after them without delay.”
“But which way?”
“Ye-as, we can’t go after ’em unless we know thet,” put in Ruel Dalmer.
“I suppose they went out the way they came,” said Bob. “Let us see if we cannot trace them from the dining-room window.”
An extra lamp was procured by Mrs. Wright, who was shedding copious tears over her loss, and a minute examination of the ground outside of the window took place.
“The steps lead off in that direction,” said Bob, pointing toward a road which ran to the south of the house. “Come on!”
By the aid of a lantern they followed the foot-prints to the road.
“And from here they went straight to Stampton,” said Wright. “I wonder if they had a horse and wagon.”
“No, they didn’t!” shouted Bob, from the other side of the road. “They crossed to here and struck out for the woods.”