"We'll leave the car about a quarter of a
mile this side of it and then walk."
"I wonder if they could have gone to that old deserted house,"
mused Hugh.
"Maybe. I swear I don't see why though."
"We're probably chasing moonbeams," said Hugh.
"Perhaps we are, but we're having a lot of fun anyway."
"Of course we are," exclaimed Hugh, "and I'm for going ahead."
A moment later Bob slowed down the car. A clump of trees appeared
alongside the road, and shifting into second speed Bob carefully steered
his course toward them. In the shadow of the trees he stopped, shut off
the motor, turned off the lights, and stepped out. Hugh got out on the
other side.
"Here we are," whispered Bob. "I guess it's all right to leave the
car here."
"I should think so," Hugh agreed. "We're about fifteen yards from the
road and I don't believe any one would notice it in here."
They started down the road, keeping well to one side, so that they would
not show up against the faint white ribbon of the highway as it stretched
through the country.
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