"You know where the road is, don't you?" asked Hugh.
"I do," said Bob confidently. "We'll leave the car about a quarter of a mile this side of it and then walk."
"I wonder if they could have gone to that old deserted house," mused Hugh.
"Maybe. I swear I don't see why though."
"We're probably chasing moonbeams," said Hugh.
"Perhaps we are, but we're having a lot of fun anyway."
"Of course we are," exclaimed Hugh, "and I'm for going ahead."
A moment later Bob slowed down the car. A clump of trees appeared alongside the road, and shifting into second speed Bob carefully steered his course toward them. In the shadow of the trees he stopped, shut off the motor, turned off the lights, and stepped out. Hugh got out on the other side.
"Here we are," whispered Bob. "I guess it's all right to leave the car here."
"I should think so," Hugh agreed. "We're about fifteen yards from the road and I don't believe any one would notice it in here."