Teddy issued his orders like a soldier and they were soon being carried out.
Perhaps Dick Kelly might have wished he could keep on the trail of the mystery deer instead of having to go to a telephone to order supplies for the expedition. But if Dick wished this he gave no sign of it.
“All right, Teddy,” he answered. “I’ll go telephone your mother to bring our stuff to Bailey’s Corners. Do you think she will?”
“Of course she will,” Teddy declared. “She knows how much we want to capture this deer and solve the mystery.”
“All right,” said Dick. He set off on the run for the nearest telephone. Teddy and Joe raced after the deer. The animal was now evidently heading for open places instead of toward the woods.
“We have a good chance to catch him,” panted Teddy as he trotted along beside Joe.
“Do you think so?”
“Sure!” Teddy declared. “This is the best chance we’ve had yet. Come on! Step on it!”
Teddy and his chum were good runners. They often had taken part in cross-country races and this practice helped them to make good speed now. They had lost sight of the deer for the moment. But in a short time after taking the trail Teddy shouted:
“There he goes! Straight toward Bailey’s Corners!”