But here, too,
a glance shows that at least it is the same make of tires."
He continued his comparison. It did not take me long to surmise
what he was doing. He was taking the two sets of marks and, inch
by inch, going over them, checking up the little round metal
insertions that were placed in this style of tire to give it a
firmer grip.
"Here's one missing, there's another," he cried excitedly. "By
Jove, it can't be mere coincidence. There's one that is worn--
another broken. They correspond. Yes, that MUST be the same car,
in each case. And if it was the stolen car, then it was
Warrington's own car that was used in pursuing him and in almost
making away with him!"
CHAPTER VIII
THE EXPLANATION
We had not noticed a car which had stopped just past us and
Garrick was surprised at hearing his own name called.
We looked up from contemplating the discovery he had made in the
road, to see Miss Winslow waving to us. She had motored down from
Tuxedo immediately after receiving the message over the telephone,
and with her keen eye had picked out both the place of the
accident and ourselves studying it.
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