Rapidly now the four lads pushed through the woods along the old road, then into the woods again along the open trail that led recklessly over rocks, through thick undergrowth and over fallen saplings, with here and there uneven rifts and rises, showing that nothing but superior motor power could have propelled the machine thus far. "Bust their dirty hides!" said Paul wrathfully. "Those two ain't fit to drive cattle to water! Hello! What's that?" Jones, being in the lead, was pointing at a tumbled mass of their own outfit that had been dumped overboard during a rapid downward course, the end of which was not in sight owing to the thicker screen of bushes beyond, which the partially denuded car somehow had crashed through. Paul and Billy paused to gather up the suitcases, bags of bedding, and the wicker hamper containing their present supply of food, while Dave and Phil hurried ahead, their route roughly descending now until, reaching the thick screen where the car had crashed through, they came unexpectedly to a low embankment. At the bottom was the dry bed of a small brooklet, with a further shore that sloped gradually up into second-growth timber again. But this was not all. Right below the two boys was the Big Six; not upright, but lying on its side, two wheels in the air, yet apparently uninjured. Uttering a shout of joy at sight of the beloved car, Dave jumped down the declivity, the irregular projections of which had doubtless caused the Six to turn over under the reckless driving it had been subjected to ever since it had been seized. CHAPTER XIV UNDER THE CAR Reassured as to the fate of the car, Phil was about to turn back to where Paul and Billy were still picking up the things, when Dave's voice was heard: "Oh, Phil! Here's trouble! Come on down here--quick!" Shouting back to the two lads behind that the car was found, Phil jumped down and ran round to where Dave was staring at something on the ground. Meantime catching the meaning of Phil's words, Paul and Billy hurried forward with the loads they already had. "Geemineddy!" This was of course by Paul, always emphatic and exclamatory. "If I ever get my hands on that old Six again, I bet she don't go out of my reckoning soon!" "I know just how you feel, Paul. I was to blame, but--oh, don't I wish we had the chaps that did it!" The two, their hands filled with sundry belongings, were hastening after Phil who had vanished from their view. Down the slope, over the jagged embankment they hurried, giving a yell as they saw the Big Six upturned, but apparently safe. The tops of Dave's and Phil's heads bobbed up and down on the further side of the car. Reaching the spot, what was their surprise to see the body of a man lying prone on the ground, his legs and part of his body fairly under the car. Billy, after one look, gave a gasp of amazement. The man was bareheaded, his face half turned under and pressed against the ground.