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It conveyed the greeting of the aero-club, and stated that a number of competing craft were on their way west. "The Larabee leads, according to last reports," read Innis. "That must be Uncle Ezra's machine," murmured Dick. "He's right after us. Well, we'd better get on our course again." "I think so," agreed Mr. Vardon.
"Something's happened! Maybe my motor-boat is adrift!" Dick, Paul and Innis set off at a quick pace toward the stream which flowed at the foot of the broad expanse of green campus and parade ground. As they hurried on they were joined by other cadets in like haste. "What is it?" asked the young millionaire. "Don't know," was the answer. "Something happened on the river, that's all I heard."
"I'll turn 'em up, Dick." And with the increased speed of the big motor that was whirling the propellers came increased danger of a break. Vigilance was redoubled, and they had their reward for their care. "Here's something wrong!" cried Innis, as he passed a small dynamo that supplied current for the electric lights. "A hot bearing!" and he pointed to where one was smoking. "Shut down!
He appeared on the campus after drill one day, and Dick greeted his parent enthusiastically. "So you got here, after all, Dad?" he cried, as he shook hands, Paul and Innis also coming over to meet the millionaire. "Well, I felt I just had to come, Dick, after all you wrote and telegraphed me," replied Mr. Hamilton. "I thought we could do better by having a talk than by correspondence.
"What?" asked Innis, as the young millionaire paused. "Oh, nothing," was the answer. "I just thought of something, but it's too preposterous to mention. Say, Mr. Vardon, when do you expect our engine?" "Oh, in about a week now. I won't be ready for it before then. We can give it a try-out on the blocks before we mount it, to see if it develops enough speed and power.
Then, as she went lower what appeared to be a gray cloud showed. "There's a bank of fog below us," declared Paul. "Or else it's the smoke of Pittsburg," said Innis. "We left Pittsburg behind long ago," Larry returned. "Why!" he cried, as the gray foglike mass became more distinct. "That's water that's what it is!" "Water!" exclaimed Dick.
I suggest a sort of rope ladder, that can be uncoiled and let down to the ground. That might answer." "Oh, slosh!" cried Dick. "There's going to be no fire aboard the say, fellows, I haven't named her yet! I wonder what I'd better call her? "Call her the Abaris," suggested Innis, "though he wasn't a lady." "Who was he?" asked Dick. "That name sounds well."
Innis's house on the Cromwell Road, confront him quietly, and ask for the return of the packet? I am anxious to know what will happen. If he hands it to you, as I expect he will, then you must tell Mr. Gibbes the whole story. 'Mr. Dacre, your suggestion shall be immediately acted upon, and I thank you for your compliment to my courage. I found that Mr. Innis inhabited a very grand house.
Glancing at him under her smoothly fitted mask of amiability, she slowly grew afraid of the situation but not of her ability to sustain her own part. They exchanged a few meaningless phrases, then she resolutely took young Innis away from Rosamund Fane, leaving Selwyn to count the bubbles in his wine-glass.
"So that's been your worry!" interrupted Paul. "I knew it was something, but I never guessed it was that. Fire ahead." "Ever since your cousin came here, Innis, in his craft, and since the colonel has arranged for aviation instruction, I've been thinking of having an airship of my own," Dick resumed. "I wrote to dad about it, but he didn't seem to take to the idea very much."
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