"I certainly do, and, if you hadn't warned me, I might have been
killed."

"Oh, I heard yo' lickity-split machine chug-chuggin' along when I
were in de bushes, lookin' for a pryin' pole, an' I hurried out to
warn yo. I knowed I could leave Boomerang safe, 'case he's
asleep."

"I'm glad you did warn me," went on the youth solemnly. Then, as
he went closer to the log, he uttered an exclamation.

"That has been dragged here by an automobile!" he cried. "It's
been done on purpose to injure some one. Come on, Rad, let's see
if we can't find out who did it."

Something on the ground caught Tom's eye. He stooped and picked
up a nickle-plated wrench.

"This may come in handy as evidence," he murmured.


CHAPTER IV

TOM AND ANDY CLASH

Even a casual observer could have told that an auto had had some
part in dragging the log to the place where it blockaded the road.
In the dust were many marks of the big rubber tires and even the
imprint of a rope, which had been used to tow the tree trunk.