"Want to come, Dave?" Dick inquired.

Darrin was by his chum's side in an instant.

"Let out the speed!" ordered the tall man. "Prescott will tell
you where to go."

Four members of Dick & Co. had been worrying about their suppers,
but now not one of them but would have waited indefinitely for
a chance to go on that one especial auto trip.

"Greg, tell my folks where I've gone, and why," Dick shouted back.

Then---whizz! The automobile was down the street and around a
corner before anyone could say "Jack Robinson!"




Chapter III

DICK MARCHES HIS NINE ON


The automobile party arrived just in time to see the blazing roof
of the little cottage crash inward, sending up a shower of sparks
against the sky of the dying day.

"I hope Amos wasn't inside, hurt and helpless!" gulped the tall