"Hey—come out and help me. My car got stuck!"
"It's Dan," said Montrose, in a tone of relief.
A man entered the cave. He stopped short, in surprise.
"For the love of Pete!" he exclaimed. "What's this? Prayer meetin'?"
"The lamp went out," explained Gus. "We caught a couple of kids spyin' on us."
The newcomer whistled.
"Spies, eh? Where are they?"
"We got 'em tied up. In the corner, there."
Dan, who was evidently the man who had driven the roadster down from the Shore Road, came over and regarded the Hardy boys.
"This don't look so good," he said. "What are we goin' to do?"
"We'll attend to 'em," growled Montrose. "Your job is to drive that car in to Clancy's place. The rest of us are bringin' the other cars in to-night."
"Clearin' out a day earlier, eh?"
"That's the idea."
"Well, you'll have to come out and help me get my car out of the mud or none of us will get away."
"You're bogged?"
"Up to the hubs. There's been so much rain
