The Go Ahead Boys and the Mysterious Old House Part 21

"I think I'll take back a few for the other fellows," said John, as he filled his cap. "I would like to pay for them, but I don't see anybody around here."

"n.o.body pays for these apples," explained the tramp. "The owner of the farm spent a lot of money on his place and then got tired of it and went back to the city. He left everything here to go to pieces."

"That's a pity," said John as he climbed over the fence and started back toward the place where they had left the automobile.

"Where is our car?" demanded John in consternation as he drew near the place from which they had started.

In amazement he looked up and down the road, but not a trace of the automobile was to be seen.

"What do you suppose has happened to that car?" he demanded, again turning to his companion.

"I don't know unless it has evaporated," said the tramp. "It's a pretty hot day."

"Evaporated nothing!" explained John angrily. "The car is gone. I don't know what George and the fellows will say. We have lost two cars now instead of one. I don't understand how it could have been taken away without our knowing it."

"That isn't nearly so important," suggested the tramp, "as the fact that it is gone. There isn't any car here."

CHAPTER XVII-LEFT BEHIND

"I think the men from the garage may have come and taken the car away,"

suggested the tramp.

"That may be the way it is," said John, relieved by the suggestion. A moment later, however, the thought occurred to him that in the event of the return of the boys with a man from the garage, in all probability some of them would have remained and not all have gone back with him. In that case his companions must be near, but as he looked up and down the road he did not discover any trace of his friends.

"They will be back here by and by," said the tramp encouragingly. "It won't take very long to straighten that rim and put on a new shoe. The best thing for you to do is to stay right here until they come."

"I don't see much else to do," said John, still far from being persuaded that an explanation of the missing car was to be found in the suggestion made by his strange companion. "I guess I'll just have to wait."

"If you do, then you might as well wait comfortably." As he spoke the tramp again sought the shaded place on the bank above the road, and seated on the ground, with his back against a tree, he at once began to feast upon the apples he had brought from the orchard.

Following his example John speedily climbed the little knoll and quickly seated himself in a similar manner against a nearby tree.

"We can see up and down the road here," said the tramp, "and if your friends come you'll know it long before they are here."

For some reason John lost his desire to talk to the strange man. He was continually looking up the road in the direction in which the boys had disappeared when they had departed in the friendly car. A half-hour pa.s.sed and only two automobiles were seen on the dusty road. The heat seemed to increase as the noon-hour approached. There was no habitation within sight at which a luncheon might be obtained and John now began to feel hungry as well as anxious.

He was by no means satisfied that George's car had been taken to the garage by the boys. Indeed, his fear that the second car had been stolen was steadily increasing and he was blaming himself, as not unnaturally he believed George would blame him if the car had indeed been taken.

When an hour had pa.s.sed a car was seen approaching which the tramp quickly declared belonged to a garage in a neighboring village. "I know that car," he said confidently, "for I have worked in that shop."

"Do you know anything about automobiles?" demanded John quickly.

"Not very much, but then one doesn't have to know very much to work in a place like that. I used to look wise and hammer a lot and then charge still more. I have made up my mind that if ever I have to work again I'm going to find a job in an automobile shop. The hardest thing you have to do is to make out your bills."

"That may be so," said John, smiling as he spoke, "though I hope it won't prove to be the case this time. There are the boys in that car,"

he added quickly, as he recognized his three friends approaching. The car was driven by a man in his shirt sleeves and the speed at which he was moving proclaimed the fact that either he was an expert driver or one of the most reckless of men.

A few minutes later the automobile was stopped in front of John, who now ran down into the road to greet the returning boys.

"Where's the car, Jack?" inquired Grant quickly.

"I don't know," said John.

"You don't know! Weren't you here in charge of it?"

"I have been here all the time except about five minutes when I went up into the orchard yonder and got some apples. When I came back the car was gone. This man," he added, pointing to the tramp as he spoke, "said he thought you had come from the garage and taken the car back with you."

"Whew!" whistled Fred. "This is getting exciting. First you lose one car and then you lose another. I think we'll have to go back to the old Meeker House and look for its ghost."

"I don't see anything funny in this," said Grant in disgust. "Here we are at least four miles from the railroad. We know how hot and dusty the road is and we don't want-"

"You fellows are a sympathetic crowd," broke in George. "You're thinking about your own comfort all the while and not a word about my losses.

It's bad enough to have one car stolen to say nothing of two."

"Do you think this second car has been stolen?" demanded Fred abruptly, turning upon his friend as he spoke.

"Well, it's gone, isn't it?" said George.

"Yes, it's gone," admitted Fred, "but that doesn't mean it has been stolen."

"Well, tell me what has become of it then? Where is it? Show me the car."

"I can't do it," said Fred. "I wish I could. But I don't believe that car has been stolen."

"What do you think?" demanded George, turning to the mechanic as he spoke.

"I haven't heard of a car being stolen up here in a long time, and I don't see how anybody could have taken that car away without being seen if he was trying to steal it."

"That's all true enough," said George angrily. "I know all those things, but tell me if you can where my car is. I don't see how anybody could have taken it away from here with the shoe being in the condition that it was. I never saw such a blowout in my life."

"Perhaps we can track it," suggested Grant.

"That's right. That's just what we can do," said George eagerly. "Look here," he added, as he pointed to a place near the road where the imprint of the mutilated tire plainly could be seen.

It was possible to follow this track a few yards, but there the trail ceased, the car apparently had been brought up again on the hard roadbed and no trace was left of its pa.s.sage.

"What's become of your tramp?" demanded George, suddenly turning upon John.

All four boys quickly looked about them, but the tramp had disappeared from sight.

"That's one of the strangest things I ever heard of," said Fred. "That tramp knew how you lost the other car and I guess he could tell some things about this one too, if he wanted to."

"He was with me all the time," spoke up John quickly. "I never lost sight of him a minute."