CHAPTER XV

STRANGE HAPPENINGS “It’s Tom’s car! No question about that!” Chess brought out the words through compressed lips. He felt Ruth’s hand tremble on his arm. She was deathly pale. The unexpected sight of the wrecked roadster at the bottom of the ravine had unnerved them both. Obviously, the car had plunged headlong over the precipice, a drop of more than a hundred feet! “Chess, I can’t believe Tom is down there! I can’t!” Ruth cried piteously. For a minute after she had realized the meaning of the battered mass at the …