He hurried to the stable, and leaped on the back of one of the lighter farm animals, not even stopping for a saddle.
"Which way was he headed?" he asked the girls.
Ruth and Alice showed him, and Sandy set off over the fields in a strange cross-country run, with a man-hunt at the end of it.
There was nothing for the company of players to do but await the outcome, while the chase was kept up.
Meanwhile, what of Russ, Paul and the mysterious man?
When Paul turned around, after being on the chase for a little time, and saw Russ coming toward him, he stopped to allow the young moving picture operator to come up to him. For he saw that the pursuit was to be a long one, and the man had such a start of him that a few seconds' delay would make no difference.
On and on over the fields went the stranger, until he was headed down a highway.
"When he gets on that it will be easier going," remarked Russ.
"Yes, for both of us," agreed Paul. "I wonder what in the world his game can be, anyhow?"
"We'll find out—if we ever get him," panted
