Chester was gently transferred from one car to the other and laid in
the bottom.

"You fellows see if you can revive him as we go along," said Hal. "We
have no time to waste."

He sprang again to the wheel, and the car moved on.

Daylight overtook the four friends as they sped along the country
road. Occasionally other automobiles flashed by, but they were not
molested.

Under the administering hands of Stubbs and McKenzie, signs of life
soon became apparent in Chester's body. He moaned feebly once or
twice, and then opened his eyes. For a moment he did not realize where
he was, but with remembrance of the recent attack, he suddenly sat up
and aimed a blow at Stubbs, in whose lap the lad's head had rested.

"I say! What's the meaning of this?" cried Stubbs. "What are you
trying to hit me for?"

"Is that you, Stubbs?" asked Chester in a feeble voice.

"You bet it's me, and I'm going to spank you good if you don't keep
quiet."

"How'd you get here?"

"That's a long story," replied Stubbs, "and we don't have time to tell