Through a devious winding way, now hidden amid a lane of trees,
and again cutting across an open space, the path led. They saw
the marks often enough to make sure they were on the right trail,
and in one place they saw several different patches of the odd
marks.
They went on perhaps half a mile more. when they came to a
lonely road and saw where the car had turned from that into the
wood-lot, as Tom called the place where his craft had settled
down.
"Look!" cried the young inventor to Jackson. "They've been here
more than once, and have gone along the road in both directions.
They seem to have used this turning into the lot as a sort of
stopping place."
This was plain enough from an examination of the marks in the
sandy soil of the road, which was one not often used. The
automobile with the queer, square marks on the tires had turned
into the lot, coming and going in both directions.
"This settles it!" cried Tom, when he finished making an
examination. "There's something farther back in this lot that
we've got to see. This auto has been coming and going, and we
should have followed the tracks the other way from the point
where we first saw them, instead of coming this way.
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