CHAPTER XVII
USING BOY SCOUTS FOR BAIT!
Alarmed by the swift approach of the motor car in the tunnel, Jimmie and Jackson took to their heels and made swift progress toward the east entrance, throwing the searchlight about and keeping their eyes out for some hiding place as they ran.
Before long it became evident that they could not long maintain the pace they had taken. The motor car was gaining on them rapidly, as they knew by the steady approach of the clamor which the engines were making.
"Gee!" cried Jimmie, at last. "No use! I've got to drop in somewhere!"
Jackson was as ready to stop running as was Jimmie, so they drew up against the wall and Jimmie shut off the light from his electric candle.
"Do you think they saw that light?" asked Jimmie, pushing close to the rock wall. "I hope not."
"Probably not, as there was always an angle between us," was the whispered reply, "but their light is coming around that angle now. Stand close!"
It was of little use to stand close.
Under the great lamps every crack and crevice of the tunnel walls was in plain sight to the occupants of the car. The two fugitives might as well have attempted concealment under the limelight in the center of the stage of a Broadway theatre!