"Let us try to find them first," said Dick. "We can come back here any time."
"I have a plan," said Tom. "Let us scatter in all directions. If anybody sees anything of them, give the school whistle."
"Good! that's the talk!" exclaimed Sam. "The sooner the better."
In a minute more the six cadets were hunting in as many different directions for those they were after. Larry, Songbird and Fred took to the lake shore, while the three Rover boys went up and down the roadway and into the woods beyond.
Nearly half an hour was spent in the search when the other lads heard a whistle from the lake shore. The signal came from Larry, and was repeated several times.
"He wants us in a hurry," said Sam to Dick, when they met, and started on a run. They met Larry coming towards them, beckoning wildly.
"Hurry up!" he called.
"What's up?" asked Dick.
"They just went past in a sailboat and they are bound across the lake."
"The two men?" asked Sam.