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"Hark!" suddenly exclaimed Ned, holding up his hand for silence. They all heard footsteps outside the hangar. Tom sprang to the door, flashing his electric light, and a voice exclaimed: "Golly! Chicken thieves!" "Oh, is it you, Eradicate?" asked the young inventor, with a laugh. "No, it isn't chicken thieves they were after bigger game this time." "Suffin happen?" asked the colored man.

For all he knew, that rather rough jolting of the craft while it was being removed from the hangar might have broken some wire on which the safety of his machine, and his life, depended. The excuse cannot be made that his mechanics had performed this all-important work of inspection, for their attention was centred on the daring "banking" evolutions of some audacious pilot in the aerodrome. Mr.

The men had had no time to carry the motor far, argued Phil. They had not gone to their boat, else they could hardly have made their way back to the hangar. They might of course have picked it up after they had been frightened away, but there had been hardly time for that. They had undoubtedly hidden it in the first place.

On the roof Arcot opened the hangar doors, and entered the five-passenger molecular motion ship inside. Its sleek, streamlined sides spoke of power and speed. This was a special research model, designed for their experiments, and carrying mechanisms not found in commercial crafts.

But give her a good seat, where she can view the getaway." Tex, Aleck, Bud, and Bill little Curley was all right; Curley could have a job as watchman at the hangar. But the rest of the bunch could goggle at him from a distance and be darned to them. Old Sudden too. He'd be kind of nice to old Sudden nice in an offhand, indifferent kind of way.

He discovered that he was telling Ruth this fact, in an imaginary conversation; was commenting for her on dawn-sky and the plains before him and his alienation from exploits in which she could not share. The monoplane landed with a clean volplane. The aviator and his mechanicians were wheeling it toward the hangar. They glanced at him uninterestedly.

On the way to the house she passed the hangar where her hostess, Reggie Armistead and Salignac were tinkering with the machines. She stopped and watched them for a moment, when Hermia joined her and they walked toward the house together. "I'm awfully sorry, Olga " Hermia paused. "About what?" "Last night. How could I have known that the pergola was occupied!"

"Professor Hemmingwell and I were down at the far end of the hangar. The men had just left for the day and we were planning the work for tomorrow." "Then what happened?" demanded Connel. "Wait, don't answer yet!" He stopped himself and turned to a Space Marine standing nearby. "You! Can you work an audio recorder?" "Yes, sir," replied the Marine.

Larkin did not wait to learn what Yancey reckoned. He dashed toward the hangar, shouting orders as he ran. Major Cowan stepped from the hangar, barring the way. "Just a minute, Lieutenant! What is it you want?" "What do I want? I want a plane on the line quick!" "No! Lieutenant McGee took off before we knew what it was all about. It is madness. You can't have " He stopped speaking to listen.

Professor Brierly, as was his wont when traveling in a conveyance that he could not drive himself, was fast asleep. He had slept throughout the journey in spite of the roar of the whirling blades that had swept them through the skies. A light touch on his arm woke him as they taxied to the end of the field. At its further end a man was seen pottering about the small hangar.