CHAPTER VIII

The Pursuing Car A cold sweat broke out on Ted Scott as he realized that the baffled miscreants, mad with fury, were trying to run him down. He glanced like lightning to either side of the road. On one side was the hedge, too high for him to jump, and if he attempted to break through, the car would strike him before he had accomplished his purpose. On the other side was a steep cliff, impossible to scale. The only hope of safety lay in a big tree, a little further up the road. If he could only get behind that, the …