“No, he didn’t,” Janet answered.
“We thought he was in front with you,” said Teddy.
“And we thought he was in the rear with you,” added Mrs. Martin. “It wasn’t until I looked back to see if he might be getting sleepy that I missed him. Oh, where is he?”
“We’ll find him!” declared Mr. Martin. “He couldn’t have fallen out, or we would have heard him yell.”
“Then how did he get out?” asked Mrs. Martin anxiously.
“I think he didn’t get in,” her husband replied. “I mean, when all of you got back in after the hay wagon passed Trouble stayed out and I started off without him.”
“But where can he be?” inquired Janet.
“Oh, he wandered off along the road to pick flowers as he often does,” said Ted.
The automobile was turned around and started back over the road they had come. Eager eyes looked everywhere for a sight of Trouble, but he was not seen. They looked carefully near the bridge, then went on a little farther. As Mr. Martin steered around a bend in the road, he saw the hay wagon again, just ahead of them.
“I have an idea!” he suddenly cried, as he put on speed. As he neared the big load of fodder, in front of which, hidden from sight, sat the driver. Mr. Martin called: