ust the same they came from the
river, all right.

"I can't find the pesky old ball," I shouted. "Why don't you throw
straight when you're throwing? Come on, let's go to Little Valley and
get some ice cream cones. We should worry."

"I like this old car," Westy shouted. "If we leave it maybe the wind
will carry it up. Let's tie it with our rope and come back here and eat
our supper in it on the way home. After that it can spin around till it
gets dizzy for all we care. Wha'd' you say?"

I could just hear him saying, "Shhh," to the other fellows.

That's Westy Martin all over; he always has his wits about him. I'd
carry mine around with me, too, if I had any, only I haven't got any.
Sometimes Pee-wee has good ideas, but he doesn't carry them with him
because he has so much else to carry. But Westy has a dandy brain, I'll
say that for him. I saw right away what he was driving at.

"That's a crackerjack idea," I shouted. "Let's eat our supper here on
the way back. We'll tie the car and then we can loosen it again
afterwards. Come on, let's hurry up. This is a nice lonely place to eat
in and nobody anywhere around to bother us."

"Hurrah!" they all shouted.

CHAPTER XXI

FETTERS

So that's the way we did. As we went away we were all careful not to
look up, and we talked about all different things as if we didn't know
there was any one up in that wheel at all. And if anybody ever tells you
that boy scouts can't really catch grown-up people except in books, you
can tell them I said they can do it in amusement parks too.

"I hope he's the highwayman, anyway," I said to Pee-wee. "You're not the
only one that goes up in the air."

"It shows what scouts can do," Pee-wee said. "We bound him with ropes,
didn't we?"

"Absolutely," I said, "only the rope was quite a way off from him."

"What difference does that make?" he wanted to know. "He's held by
ropes, isn't he? Can you deny that?"

"I guess you're right," Westy laughed.

"What are we going to do now?" Hunt wanted to know.

"We're going to keep our eyes on that tree," I said, "and go in a
bee-line. It will take more than an auto bandit to get me off the
straight path. Don't look back whatever you do."

I guess it was about five o'clock then; anyway it must have been after
four because we were getting hungry. It's strenuous work catching
bandits. The tree up on the ridge was all kind of red. The sky was
bright over there and it looked fine. That's t