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The boys felt first class as they finished a repast that sent them on their way complacent and delighted. "The company will acknowledge the contract, Colonel Lyon," said Dave, as they left the porch, "and attend to other details." "I don't suppose, Dashaway," answered the showman, "that you're open for such a week stunt as exhibiting at some of my county fairs?"
Desperate fellows like the Dawsons will do anything at times." "Dashaway, don't you think you are rather hard on them and on me?" "I know the Dawsons I don't know much about you." "I am not so bad as you think I am." "Then why don't you set me free?" "We won't discuss that, now. You had better think it over." "I have thought it over.
"Dashaway say, we've been expecting you." Dave turned to face the man who had been sent on by the Interstate people to drill him in the use of the hydroplane at Columbus. "Yes," nodded Dave, I got a hurry call wire, and came on at once." "Seen the manager?" "Not yet. I drifted in here and lost myself among so many beauties. I don't see the new hydro-aeroplane."
The room was lighter now, with the door half open. Dave rubbed his eyes and strained his gaze, and took a good look at the speaker. "Don't you know me?" challenged the latter. "Oh, yes," replied Dave, "I see now. You are the gentleman we rescued from the lake at Columbus." "I don't suppose you think me much of a gentleman just now, Dashaway," spoke Ridgely, for, he was, in fact Dave's visitor.
Randolph, I feel pretty certain that I can soon submit a plan that will satisfy you that I know what I am about." "We already think that of you, Dashaway." "And that I can bring results." "Capital! I knew we were not mistaken in you. Now, see here, I see you have something working in your mind. I don't want to even hamper you by asking what it is."
"Telegram, sir." "Who for?" "Dave Dashaway." "I'll take it." The messenger boy who had just entered the hangar of the great prize monoplane of the aero meet at Columbus, stared wonderingly about him while the man in charge of the place receipted for the telegram. The lad had never been in so queer a place before.
"Of course that is not possible, now that this Dale affair has come up," said Mr. King. "As to a search for the stolen aircraft, that is going to be no easy task, I'm thinking. Have the Interstate people no theory as to the way the Drifter was stolen, and the motive for the theft?" "I had better tell you all I know about it, Mr. King." "Do so, Dashaway."
I've had my fill of it." The speaker turned to leave the room, but Dave halted him with the question: "What are you going to do about me, Mr. Ridgely?" "I am going to order the people here to treat you the best they know how," was the prompt response. "That's all very well enough," said Dave, "but I have business to attend to." "What business, Dashaway?" "Our airship and my friend."
"Say, Dave, give us that stunt about the Norwegian catching a hen." "You bet; that's a slick stunt; do that, Dave!" cheered Chet Dashaway. Mr. Dave Dyer obliged. All the guests moved their lips in anticipation of being called on for their own stunts. "Ella, come on and recite 'Old Sweetheart of Mine, for us," demanded Sam.
"I am positive that the Dawsons and Ridgely have made for some obscure point, probably near Lake Superior, and will open up business in the old way, do their work only at night, and I have come on here to ask Dashaway to work in harmony with me." "Most certainly he will," pledged the factory manager. "I am after Ridgely, you are after your aircraft. We can work together," pronounced the officer.
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