"He did and you didn't?" Clip's eyes widened. "Then why did he let you drive him ahead with it?"
"That's where the queer part comes in. He must have been willing to be a prisoner."
"Then he changed his mind. Bolted as soon as he heard about the red roadster."
"That makes it all the more mysterious. Bascomb is a mighty hard fellow to understand."
"Let's forget it. He's gone, Matt, and that's the last of him. Where were you at five o'clock yesterday afternoon?"
"Potter's Gap!"
"Bully!" Clip jerked off his cap and waved it. "The governor knew what he was doing when he got Motor Matt to make that 'century' run. Did our smoke-signals help?"
"Did you send up any?" queried Matt.
"Did we! Why, we started just as soon as you bolted up the cañon. 'False alarm; everything O. K.' That's the kind of smoke we sent up."
"Maybe they did help, old chap. I wasn't interfered with until I got to the divide."