"We'll go back to the Dartaway and fly after them."
"But the wind" began Sam.
"It has gone down a little, I think, Sam. And anyway, we've got to take a chance it's the only thing left. If you don't want to go"
"Dick, stop right there! If you go I'll go," cried the youngest Rover, firmly. "I'm as much interested in this as anybody, even though Grace isn't there," he added, with a show of color in his round cheeks.
But little more was said just then. The three boys ran down the hill to the stream and crawled back over the wreckage.
"I guess those horses can carry the lot of us," said Dick; and so it was arranged, Dick and Sam getting on the back of one steed and Tom and Ike Henry on the other. The boys asked the colored man about telephone connections, but he could give them little information excepting to state that his employer had no such convenience.
At last the boys reached the spot where they had come out of the woods after leaving the Dartaway and skirting the swamp.
"Have you a lantern on the wagon?" asked Dick, of Ike Henry.
"Yes, sah."
"Then we'll have to buy or borrow it, my man.
