"Had we better go and meet them?"
"No, indeed, the man in the car might take it into his head to come to. Better keep quiet."
Presently Ned and Nat reached the corner.
"Hush," called Tavia, coming out from her hiding-place.
"Well, what on earth—" began Nat.
"Listen," commanded Tavia. "There's a man in the car. He has been there ever since you went away—"
"In our car! Well, his time is up," blurted out Ned. "He must move on," and the boy's manner indicated, "I will make him move on."
"But he may be dangerous," cried Dorothy. "Oh, please Ned, don't go near him until you have someone to help you!"
"And what would I be doing?" said Nat, in that same challenging manner. "Come along, Ned. We will teach that fellow to let our girls and our property alone."
"But please!" begged Dorothy, clinging to Ned. "Call someone from that house. He did look so like—"