And we oughtn't to have much trouble in
tracing her. No one whose house she passed would forget her
in a hurry."
"That's so," agreed Ned. "But if they took her across
country--"
"A different story," agreed Tom. "Come to think of it,
maybe we'd better start to-night, Ned. We can make inquiries
after dark as well as by daylight and get ready for an early
morning hunt"
"Let's do it, then!" suggested his chum. "I'm ready. I'll
send word that I'll not be home to-night."
"Good!" cried the young inventor. "We'll have an old-fashioned
hunt after our enemies, Ned!"
"And don't leave me out!" begged Mr. Damon. Hurried
preparations were made for the night trip. Tom ordered out
one of his speediest, though not largest, automobiles, and
told his helper to get the Hawk ready, to have her so she
could start at a moment's notice if needed.
"You're not going in her, are you, Tom?" asked Ned.
"I may need her to-morrow for daylight hunting. If the
tank's hidden somewhere, I can spot her from above more
easily than from the ground. So if we get any trace of my
machine, I can phone in and have the aeroplane brought to
me.
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