"
"Except that we've learned the place of departure," suggested
Jackson. "Evidently the wood-lot is a blind alley. The car goes
in, but it can come out only just at this point, or, at least, it
does."
"That's right!" agreed Tom. "Now the thing to do is to follow
our track back to where we started. There must be some place
where the car went to--some headquarters, or meeting place with
some one, farther back in the lot. If we can only follow the
trail back as well as we did coming, we may find out something."
"Well, let's try, anyhow," suggested Jackson.
They had no difficulty in making their way back to the spot
where they had first seen the queer marks. But from then on their
task was not so easy. For sandy or bare patches of earth were not
frequent, and they had to depend on these to give them direction,
for the road was overgrown and not well defined.
Often they would search about for some time after leaving one
patch of the marks before they found another that would justify
them in keeping on.
"They have headquarters, or a rendezvous, somewhere back in
this lot!" declared Tom, as they hurried on.
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