“Has a party of automobile folks come in here since eight o’clock?” he asked of the man at the desk.
“Yes,” replied the clerk, turning over one page of the big book.
The boys’ hearts gave a sort of jerk—it must be their girls, of course.
“Have they registered?” went on Jack. “Were there three cars, and a number of girls?”
The man looked down the list of names.
“Here they are,” he said, indicating some fresh writing on the page.
Jack scanned it eagerly.
Then he looked at Ed and Walter.
“Not them!” he almost gasped. “We have got to turn back!”
“Make sure they have not come in, and are on some porch,” said Ed. “They may not have had a chance to get into the office.”