that won't run—sumthin' the matter with the carburetor."
"Are you sure that other car will be back in an hour?" demanded Dick.
"I think so. The gents as took it said they didn't want to go more than ten miles."
"All right, we'll wait till the car gets back," answered Dick, struck with a sudden idea.
"But, Dick, we'll lose valuable time," whispered Sam.
"Perhaps not, Sam. If we got a car now we wouldn't know where to go. If that driver comes back and takes us"
"Oh, I see."
"Fine!" murmured Tom.
"You call us as soon as that car shows itself," said Dick, to the colored man. "We'll be in the tavern."
"Yes, sah," was the reply, and the man readily pocketed the quarter that the oldest Rover tossed to him.
The boys ran to the tavern by a side entrance which was not far from the shed. They walked along a porch until they came to some windows opening from a dining room.
"Look in there!" cried Tom, coming to a halt.
The others did as directed and saw, at one of
