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to do it, Bob!

plotter," complimented Jerry. "How

the burst tires. "I figured that after the way Noddy'd been spying on us that he'd try to follow us, so I got ready for him. I thought it out t

'em!" chuckled Jerry.

ion of his stalled auto. He shook his fist a

his!" yelled the bu

ed Bob with a laugh. "You'll have to use new shoes, an

d on more gasolene, until the big c

d. "We don't want to be take

. "It's rather a lonely stretch o

wonderful to relate, was neither looking at his specimens, making notes about, nor seeking

he merely came on here ahead of us, by train, while we traveled by boat. Then he simp

hree," ch

y, and speculated on what his plan

urn up on our trail sooner or later. The only thing to do is to fight

ass. "Now, as long as we're so far ahea

izzy?" asked the steersman, for

you may come across a rare specimen," and through his big glasses the professor anxiously scanned

t?" asked Ned, as the afternoon drew to a close, fin

in some time. Besides, we can do as we please, and won

r tabs on our movements. Whereas, if we sleep in the car, on some country road, we can

is," agreed Ned. Anythi

bout the car," said B

ant to," finished

oing to say we could sleep better here, for it wil

he had you, Jer

u go along," advised the tall lad,

g to a rise in the distance. "There is a grove of trees there, and

ountry lane, just in front of the auto, leaped a man, with a shining badge on his coat, a club in one hand and

any further! I'm the law, an' I s

that it registered only about six miles per hour.

car!" commanded the evident offic

t for speeding evidently, fo

"It's a more serious charge than that. I've been on the loo

y brought the car to a stop

emanded the young steersman. "Who are y

authority from th' selectmen of Huckleberry Township, an' these likewise is th' main instruments that I use," and he glanced from hi

ok came over the faces of the others. "We haven't been s

not!" dec

nstable Snook, "an' I'm goin' t' do my duty, by heck!

its suddenness Professor Snodgrass, who had been sitting in front w

entist. "I've got it! It's on you! Don't move!

had hold of the

ffice, an' it's ten years' imprisonment fer that offense. Let me go, I tell ye! Don't ye dare t' stri

then the constable, finding that the scientist had too firm a hold, pulled out a whistle, and blew a shrill blast. A mo