For a moment Dick could not find his voice. Then as the significance of what had occurred dawned on him he cried out:
"Paul—Innis! They've got Mr. Cameron! It was a trick! Those are some of Uncle Ezra's agents! They're going to get Mr. Cameron out of the way and spoil our case. Come on!"
The two cadets came running back, surprise showing on their faces.
"We've got to get him back!" cried Dick.
"But how can you, with our car stalled?" asked Paul.
The young millionaire made a gesture of despair. Then with a last hope he sprang to the steering wheel and pressed the button of the self-starter.
With a whizz and a roar the motor began running. By some trick Dick and the man had remedied the trouble without knowing it. The Last Word could proceed again.
"Good luck!" cried Innis.
"Come on!" yelled Dick. "We've got to chase them!"
The three made flying leaps for the car, and a moment later the strange race was on. But the other auto was out of sight.