"Wonder what became of the racing car and Pete Barnaby?" questioned the shipowner's son.
"Perhaps Barnaby went ahead to make more trouble for us!" said Dave. "We had better be on our guard," he called to Roger.
"I'll follow you at a safe distance, as I did before," answered the senator's son.
The Falls were passed, and then they commenced to ascend a long hill, leading to Lookout Point. Just before the spot was reached they took to another side road, and were glad to see that no other automobile had passed that way.
"We'll have the Lookout all to ourselves," said Dave. "And that is just what we want."
"Maybe I'm not getting hungry!" cried Phil. "I really believe I could choke down a chicken sandwich, if I was forced to do it!"
"'Forced' is good!" answered Dave. "Girls, be sure to keep the hamper away from Phil, or he won't leave enough behind to feed a canary," and this remark brought forth the first laugh since the trouble on the road.
They drove as close to Lookout Point as the road allowed, and then placed the two cars in a safe place under the trees.
"We must keep our eyes open," whispered Dave to the other boys. "That other crowd may sneak up and try to damage the machines, so as to make us walk from here."
"We'll watch out," answered Roger; and the others said the same.