“We can’t!” exclaimed Jack. “We’ll have to follow until we see where they go. We mustn’t lose sight of ’em now.”
It seemed a hopeless chase, and it was, practically. Jack distanced his companions, who called to him to come back so they could examine the building in the lot.
“Maybe we’ll find a clew there,” cried Walter.
And finally even Jack gave up. Human legs, even those of an ambitious youth, are no match for an automobile. But as Jack slackened his pace he saw something which caused him to run forward again. For a bundle had been dropped from Cora’s car, and the men did not stop to pick it up.
“Maybe that will prove the best clew yet,” thought Jack, as he hastened forward to pick it up.
CHAPTER XXVII—THE GIRLS’ DISCOVERY
“Why don’t they come back?”
“What keeps them so long?”
“I declare this waiting is worse than——”
“Doing nothing,” Cora finished for Bess. “Probably the boys can’t find the kind of chocolates you ordered, pretty little plump maid, and they’re afraid to come back without them.”