“Where is our car?” demanded John in consternation as he drew near the place from which they had started.
In amazement he looked up and down the road, but not a trace of the automobile was to be seen.
“What do you suppose has happened to that car?” he demanded, again turning to his companion.
“I don’t know unless it has evaporated,” said the tramp. “It’s a pretty hot day.”
“Evaporated nothing!” explained John angrily. “The car is gone. I don’t know what George and the fellows will say. We have lost two cars now instead of one. I don’t understand how it could have been taken away without our knowing it.”
“That isn’t nearly so important,” suggested the tramp, “as the fact that it is gone. There isn’t any car here.”
CHAPTER XVII—LEFT BEHIND
“I think the men from the garage may have come and taken the car away,” suggested the tramp.