the tyre?' said Janet. 'I mean – it just might come in useful. And we could measure the width of the tyre print too.' 'I don't see how those things can possibly matter,' said Barbara, who wanted to go down the lane and join the three boys. 'Well, I'm going to try and copy the pattern,' said Janet firmly. 'I'd like to have something to show the boys!' So, very carefully, she drew the pattern in her notebook. It was a funny pattern, with lines and circles and V-shaped marks. It didn't really look very good when she had done it. She had measured the print as best she could. She had no tape-measure with her, so she had placed a sheet from her notebook over the track, and had marked on it the exact size. She felt rather pleased with herself, but she did wish she had drawn the pattern better. Barbara laughed when she saw it. 'Goodness! What a mess!' she said. Janet looked cross and shut her notebook up. 'Let's follow the tracks down the lane now,' she said. 'We'll see exactly where they go. Not many vans come down here – we ought to be able to follow the tracks easily.' She was quite right. It was very easy to follow them. They went on and on down the lane – and then stopped outside the old house. There were such a lot of different marks there that it was difficult to see exactly what they were – footprints, tyre-marks, places where the snow had been kicked and ruffled up – it was hard to tell anything except that this was where people had got out and perhaps had had some kind of struggle. 'Look – the tyre-marks leave all this mess and go on down the lane,' said Janet. She looked over the gate. Were the boys in the old house with the caretaker? 'Let's go and see if we can find the boys,' said Barbara.
( Enid Blyton )
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