"Chee, but I was rattled! Wot was happenin', I says t' meself, an' w'y was it happenin'? De tourin'-car come back ag'in an' in it was Brisco an' Spang, but de odder guy had been left somew'ere. De tourin'-car was backed into de well, w'ere de runabout had gone, an' I started dis way t' see wot I could find. Say, Matt, I was knocked stiff w'en I found yous! Great, ain't it, how luck takes a shoot, once in a w'ile? If dat—— Wot's de matter w'id yous? W'ere yous goin'?"
Matt had jumped up, grabbed Josh by the arm and was pulling him down the road.
"Come on!" said he. "We haven't got any time to lose!"
[CHAPTER X.]
A DARING PLAN.
"Say," panted Josh, as he and Matt traveled rapidly along the road, "put me wise to dis move, can't yous? Wot's in yer block, Matt?"
"Do you know what Brisco intends to do with the Red Flier?" asked Matt.
"He's layin' in a supply o' benzine-buggies t' start a garage, 'r somet'ing, ain't he?"
"He ran off with that touring-car just to play even with me, Josh. He says I've meddled with his affairs long enough, and that he's going to run the Red Flier over a cliff just to pay me back for using the car to help you people."