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Updated: June 21, 2025
The events of the last few weeks had so tired all of them that there had been no energy left for play. Lightheartedly they stepped over to the slidewalk and were back on their way to the secret project. Two huge wire fences had been built around the hangar area now, fences carrying a surge of paralyzing power ready to greet anyone that dared touch it.
Old Grimshaw breasted the storm, and after half a mile's walk came to a hangar a good deal like the one he had left. There was a light inside. "Hello, there!" he sang out in his big foghorn voice, thrusting the door open with his foot and getting under the shelter, and shaking the rain from his head and shoulders. Two boys were the occupants of the place.
Here was the garage of his automobile; the harbor of his boat; the hangar of his air-ship. And now the "Terror" stood motionless at the bottom of this hollow. At last I could examine her; and it looked as if her owners had no intention of preventing me. The truth is that the commander seemed to take no more notice of my presence than before.
The quicker we get away from here, now, the better. Away, and to our last remaining refuge near Port Colborne, on the shores of Lake Erie. Other Air Trust forces may be here, before morning. We must get away!" A frightful shock awaited them when, entering the hangar eager now to escape at once from the scene of the tragedy they beheld their aeroplanes.
But the great discovery still awaited them, the one supreme find which in a moment changed every plan of travel, opened the world to them, and at a single stroke increased their hopes ten thousandfold the discovery of the old Pauillac monoplane! They came upon this machine, pregnant with such vast possibilities, in a concrete hangar back of the Federal courthouse on Anderson Street.
"I'd say about a hundred and fifty, when we have them all." Travis groaned. "We can't keep all of them in that hangar, and we don't have anywhere else " Sometimes a new idea sneaked up on Miles, rubbing against him and purring like a cat. Sometimes one hit him like a sledgehammer. This one just seemed to grow inside him.
And to think I never even thought of trying to find one in New York!" He gestured at the dust-laden old machine that, forlorn and in sovereign disrepair, stood at the other end of the hangar. Together they approached it. "If it will work," the man exclaimed thickly; "if it will only work "
"After that mix-up with Dave Barret, Firehouse Tim has his eye on you. Barret put up quite a fuss about it." "I still don't see how Mr. Barret got in there," said Tom. "The fourth side of the hangar faces the hills, and we three covered the other three sides." "However he got in," interrupted Strong, "he had a right to be there. And he also had a right to carry sidearms."
"Wouldn't it be nice if we had an auto, then I could step in, right in front of the house, and keep as clean as " The young man laughed. "Wouldn't you like an aëroplane better, Fan? I believe I would." "You could keep it in the barn; couldn't you, Jim?" "No," derided Jim, "the barn isn't what you'd call up-to-date. I require a hangar or whatever you call 'em." The girl smothered a sigh.
We stopped our machine at the entrance to the field and walked toward the hangars. Three aeroplanes were out, being tuned up. They looked like birds, ready to take wing at the slightest disturbance. The coroner walked over to one of the helpers. "Can you direct me to the hangar Mr. Frank Woods uses?" "Woods?" the man repeated with a puzzled frown. "I don't remember any such machine here.
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