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"I don't think there's an aviator living ever had a finer settlement than you will have if you succeed in running down the Drifter." "I'll try," said Dave. "That's capital." "Give me a few hours to think it over," suggested Dave. The young aviator left the Interstate plant very thoughtful and serious. Dave decided that he had assumed a big responsibility.

The skipper of the drifter jerked the miniature telegraph to "Slow," and a hoary-headed deck-hand stumped into the bows with a heaving line coiled over his arm. The drifter crept up under the quarter of a Battleship that towered above them into the grey sky. A tall, thin Lieutenant with a telescope under his arm looked down from the quarterdeck and made a gesture of greeting.

He had to admit that his enemy knew considerable about running an aircraft. The only criticism he could make was that several times Jerry took some big risks in daringly banking, when the least variation of the wind would have made the Drifter turn turtle. It was six hours later when the airship descended. At times the machine had made fully sixty miles an hour.

"By God! if that gets at her, I'll I'll " "You'll what?" I mused. You see, even now I couldn't get rid of him as the drifter, the gutter Hamlet, the congenital howler against fate. "You'll what?" I repeated under my breath, and I had to laugh. I got the vessel under way as soon as I came aboard.

She did think a lot of her, I'll say that much for her, and that's all I can say in her favor. I drifted around and lost track of 'em. Old woman, she married again, and I heard that didn't pan out, neither. Anyway, she kept the girl, and gave her the care and schooling that I couldn't give. I was a drifter. "Well, she can bust the will if I leave her out, yuh see.

"I wish you would see the managers and explain about this," continued Dave. "Suppose the Drifter comes Dave?" asked Hiram. The Drifter was the name of the new model aero-hydroplane concerning which Dave had received a letter from the Interstate people that day, but written the day previous. "I'll see that it is handled all right," promised Grimshaw. "Tell Mr.

"If you are contented," he said, "and understand, then it may not have been unwise, untrue to Freddy's trust in me." "Oh," Meg said, "you dear, why, Freddy adores the very ground you walk on! He chaffs you, but he simply thinks no end of you." "He doesn't want a drifter for a brother-in-law, if he's any common sense in his head. I'm the last husband he'd choose for his sister."

He sent one of his men to guard the Drifter, and, after a famous meal, made his guests agree to sleep in a comfortable bed for the first time in nearly a week. It was just after they had entered their room that Dave made the remark. "You know we had better see if those friends of the Dawsons have found the Monarch II and made away with it, Hiram."

"Besides that," went on Dave, producing the duplicate N. A. L. badge, and glancing at the scratched initials on its back, "I know who stole the Drifter." "What's that?" almost shouted the aviator, springing to his feet, in a great state of excitement. "Say, Dave, are you sure?" pressed the eager Hiram Dobbs, worked up to fever heat with curiosity and suspense. "Who was it?" asked Mr. King.

"O. K.," chuckled Jerry, as the Drifter shot far out of reach of their deluded confederates. "Do your level best, Jerry," spoke his father. The revenue men may have another airship in commission." "Oh, I guess not," retorted Jerry airily. "Say, what about the one these fellows had?" "They know and won't tell. Some of crowd will find it, though I told them if they did to dismantle it.

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