"I have it," he muttered excitedly.
"Then don't be stingy with your secret," urged Dave. "Out with at least a part of it."
For some moments Dick, Dave and Tom remained engaged in a rapid interchange of whispers, all the time glancing about them.
CHAPTER IV
STALLING THE RED "SMATTACH"
"That's the very thing!" muttered Tom Reade at last.
"It can't get us into any scrape with the law, can it?" queried
Dave Darrin, with almost unwonted caution.
"I don't see how it can," smiled Dick Prescott. "I'm no lawyer, but I can't see how our trick, the way we intend to play it, can be called a breach of the law."
"Let's not lose any time with the game," urged Reade. "Let's get in and do it before Dodge and Bayliss come back. I wonder where they are, anyway?"
"I don't care where they are," said Dave, "as long as they keep away from here until we're through with what we intend to do."