"Not a sign. It's a mystery what can have happened to them. Colonel Roth
is a short distance ahead. I heard him say he believed they were still in
the main camp."

"That so?" replied Hal. "How is the colonel traveling? Automobile?"

"Of course. He's too dainty for any other kind of travel, you know."

"Well, we'll move on ahead a bit," said Hal.

They continued their journey.

Fifteen minutes later they came upon a large touring car in the road.

"Here is the thing we want," said Hal quietly. "Now if it were just
turned around, I would take a chance and grab it. But by the time I
turned in this narrow road, I'd have the whole Bulgarian army on me.
We'll have to do a little figuring."

They continued on their way until they came up with Colonel Roth's
searching party. As they approached, an idea suddenly came to Hal. He
sought out the man he knew must be Colonel Roth by his haughty air and
his stripes.

"Colonel," he said, saluting. "I know it would be a feather in your cap
if you could land these fugitives, and I have come to show you where
they are."

"What's that?" exclaimed the dapper little man.