rnt enough to make it smart well.

"There, he's paid back," said Fred, and then the two automobiles passed
on, leaving the roughs in the distance.

CHAPTER XIII

A WILD AUTOMOBILE RIDE

"This is glorious!"

"It certainly could not be finer, Dick."

"Some day, Dora, I am going to take you for a long ride," went on Dick.
"I mean some day after we get home with that treasure," he added, in a
lower tone, so that the chauffeur might not hear.

"That's a long time off, Dick."

"Perhaps not so long."

"And what are you going to do after this hunt is over?"

"Go to college, I guess. It is not yet fully decided, for we don't know
what college to go to."

"I hope----" Dora broke off short.

"What, Dora."

"Oh, I was just thinking. Mamma thinks that I might go to college. If I
went it would be nice if we went to two places that were near each
other."

"Nice? It would be the best ever!" cried Dick, enthusiastically.

They were running along a country road a good many miles from
Philadelphia. All the noise of the city had been left behind and it
was as calm and peaceful as one would wish. The second machine was only
a short distance behind the first, and each was making not less than
thirty miles per hour.

"Do you know, some day I am going to make a regular tour in an auto,"
remarked Sam. "I am sure a fellow could have lots of fun."

"You can have this machine any time you want to," said the chauffeur,
who had taken greatly to the party.

"We'll remember," answered Dick, indifferently. He did not particularly
fancy the fellow, for he was rather familiar and his breath smelt of
liquor. Twice he had talked of stopping at road houses, but Dick had
told him to go on, fearful that he might drink too much.

A hill was before the automobiles, but both machines climbed it without
an effort. From the top of the hill a fine view was to be obtained, and
here a hotel had been located, and this displayed a sign which
interested the boys and girls very much:

ICE CREAM.
SODA WATER. ROOT BEER.
BEST CANDY.

"Let us stop for some ice-cream," suggested Songbird. And he yelled to
those in the automobile ahead.

All of the girls loved ice-cream, so despite Dick's anxiety over his
chauffeur, a stop was made, and the boys and girls filed into the hotel
for the treat. Dick lingered behind to speak to both of the machine
drivers, for he saw that the second man was of the same "thirsty" type
as