“Now for it,” the Captain said as he guided the car away from the hotel.
CHAPTER XIII
HI STONE.
It was just a quarter to nine when they turned off the main road into the woods road. It was very rough and Captain Jim had to drive very carefully. He followed the road for about a quarter of a mile and then turned off between two big trees and ran the car into a thick clump of small pines.
“There, I don’t believe anybody will be apt to see her there,” he declared.
They had to wait about forty minutes before the other car arrived.
“Everything all right?” the Captain asked after the second car was well hidden.
“Slick as grease,” the man who had driven the car assured him. “We only passed two cars all the way up after leaving the city.”
The packs had already been made up and they lost no time in getting off.
“Sure you can find your way from here, Bob?” the Captain asked as they started off side by side, the others bringing up the rear.