Chapter XXI
At the Farmhouse
In a few moments, the Hardy boys had emerged from the passage and stood in a heavy clump of bushes that obscured the entrance to the tunnel in the bluff. Brushing aside the trees, they stepped out onto the beach.
The light they had seen was from a ship, steaming into Bayport Harbor, and in the distance they could see a dim yellow haze—the lights of the city.
Above them towered the rocky bluff. Farther down the beach they saw the break in the cliffs where the gully ran back toward the Shore Road.
"We can't go that way," Frank decided quickly. "The thieves are up in the gully helping get that car out of the mud."
Joe looked up at the steep cliff.
"We certainly can't climb up here."
"We can go out the way we came in. The roadster came down the beach, you remember. We may find the trail back."
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