The boys by this time had advanced to the open door of the garage and a hasty examination confirmed the statement of the old colored man that the automobile was not there.
“What do you suppose it means?” inquired Fred.
“It means somebody has taken it,” replied George.
“You mean stolen it?”
“That’s what I don’t know. I’m trying to explain to you fellows that the car isn’t here and if it isn’t here it must be somewhere else. Now, if it is somewhere else how did it get there and who took it there? Do you see? Can I make any impression on any of you?”
“Why don’t you say in plain English just what you mean?” retorted John. “Do you think your car has been stolen?”
“I know it’s gone and that’s all I know.”
“What are you going to do about it?”
“I’m going to take you fellows and Uncle Sim in the old car and find out what has happened to the new one, if I can.”
“That’s all right, we’ll be with you in a minute,” declared George.