Baggert. Well, if we don't find
something pretty soon we'll have to turn back. I must complete
work on the new motor, for if I'm to offer it to Uncle Sam for
air scout purposes, the sooner I can do so the better. Things are
getting pretty hot over in Europe, and if ever the United States
needed aircraft on the western front they need them now. I want
to help all I can, and I also want to help Mary--you understand--
Miss Nestor."
"I understand," said Jackson simply. "I only hope you can help
her. But I'm afraid--this may turn out to be nothing--following
these marks, you know."
"And yet," said Tom slowly, "it would be strange if it was only
a coincidence--the two tire marks being the same--the night Mr.
Nestor disappeared and now."
And so they kept on, hoping.
The half-defined path through the wood-lot led them in a series
of turns and twists, and it extended through a dense patch of
woods, growing thickly, where it was so dark that it seemed as if
night had fallen.
"We can't spend much more time here," said Tom. "If we don't
find something in the next half mile we'll go back and take up
the search to-morrow.
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