“I certainly did. Just asked them if they had seen a yellow roadster and they started to fight about what was the best car for a farmer to buy.”

“And didn’t they see the roadster?” asked Chet.

“I don’t think so. If they had they would have told me. I guess they were glad of an excuse to quit work.”

“Well, we’d better be getting on our way then. We’ve lost enough time already.”

So, while the four farmhands wrangled loudly in the field, in an argument that bade fair to last until dinnertime at least, the three boys set out again in pursuit of the redheaded auto thief.