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We should have thought to destroy all dangerous air ports. A fatal oversight!" Sitsumi's eyes were grave. He looked at each of the Three in turn. "God!" said Jeter's whispering lips. "If we could read their minds! If only we could guess what it is they fear, we'd have the secret by which we might destroy them." "They're vulnerable," said Eyer, "but how?" "Watch!" said Jeter. "Listen!
The prisoners were marched into the room behind Sitsumi, who stepped aside, looking curiously at Jeter and Eyer as they passed him. Inside the door, pausing only a moment to glance over the big room's appointments, Jeter turned on Sitsumi. "Just what do you intend doing with us, Sitsumi?" he asked. "I suppose it's useless to ask you, also, what the meaning of all this is?"
Many curious ones would stay right here until Kress returned, fearful of being cheated of a great thrill. For Kress was to land right here when, and if, he had conquered the stratosphere. Jeter and Eyer wormed their way through the crowd to the road and found their car in a jam of other cars.
Their air speed indicator was capable of registering eight hundred miles an hour. They hoped to attain that speed and more, flying on an even keel above ninety thousand feet. Both Eyer and Jeter were perfect navigators. If, as they hoped, they could reach ninety thousand or more, they could cross the whole United States in four hours or less.
Samuel Knight made this ring In Binstead Steeple for to ding; or, Thomas Eyer and John Winslade did contrive To cast from four bells this peal of five; or, At proper times my voice I'll raise, And sound to my subscribers' praise.
Then, when we've made things as clear as possible, Eyer and I will take off and get up to do our best to counteract the whatever it is that seems to be ruling the stratosphere. We'll do everything possible to hold the influences in check until you can send up other space ships to our assistance." Hadley stared. "You speak as though you expected to be up for a long time.
The tentacle fingers had now climbed up to a height sufficient to smother both windows. The fuselage was about half swallowed. "I can almost hear the stuff sigh inwardly with satisfaction as it takes us in," said Eyer. "I have the same feeling. There's a peculiar sound about it too; do you hear it?" They listened.
However, a motorcycle squad was ready to lead the way through the press for Eyer and Jeter two grim-faced men now, who dared not look at each other, because each feared to show his abysmal fear to the other. Automobiles raced past on either side of them driven by crazy men and hysterical women. "Queensboro Bridge will be packed tight as a drum," said Eyer quietly. Jeter didn't seem to hear.
There was contempt in it and an assumption of personal superiority which galled the independent Jeter. He grinned a little, looked at Eyer. "I wonder if we have to take it," he said softly. "It seems we might expect a little respect, at least," Eyer grinned in answer. The guard suddenly caught Jeter by the shoulder. "I said to come along!"
"Queer, isn't it?" said Eyer. Jeter didn't answer. That preoccupied expression was on his face, that distant look which no man could erase from his face by any interruption until Jeter had finished his train of thought. "Queer," thought Jeter, "that Sitsumi should be so snooty and the three Chinese totally unavailable."
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