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What guided Dave were the lights of the various towns on the route to Kewaukee and railway signals. These were dimly outlined by a glow only at times, but Dave as he progressed felt that he was keeping fairly close to his outlined programme. Hiram chuckled and warbled, as he knew from Dave's manner and the way the Baby Racer acted that his friend had it under full control.
"Why, just this," replied Dave: "I'm not much of a business man, of course, but I hurried on to see you because I believe a trick has been played on our people." "Who by?" "The Star crowd." "Oh!" "In some way they have sidetracked our agent. I have with me," continued Dave, "the detailed plans and figures on your order, which had been forwarded from the factory to the Northern Hotel, at Kewaukee."
"What's the trouble, Dashaway?" he asked. "Why, Mr. Grimshaw?" inquired Dave, wishing to evade direct questioning. "You seem bothered about something, I see." "Well, as a matter of fact, I am," confessed Dave. "What is it?" "I'm trying to find a way to get to Kewaukee," explained Dave.
Dave went up searching for a steadier air current, found it, maintained a steady flight for over a quarter of an hour, and slowed down slightly as they came directly over Kewaukee. "Going to land?" inquired Hiram, attentively attracted by all these skillful maneuvers. "Yes," replied Dave. "The question is, though, to find just the right place."
"Well, Hiram," responded Dave, throwing off his coat and hat, "I'm going to dress up for a ride." "Eh?" ejaculated Hiram, staring hard at the set resolute face of his comrade. "Yes, I've got to get to Kewaukee." "Oh, you mean going by train?" "No. Last one left an hour ago. Next one nine o clock to-morrow morning." "Automobile, then?"
"There won't be much fooling about it, Hiram. I know the chances and, I shan't look for any fun. It is a bad night, I know, but the wind is right, and I can head straight into it in reaching Kewaukee." "How far away is Kewaukee, Dave?" "Ninety-five miles." Dave, while he talked, had been putting on his regular aviator's suit.
Timmins had certainly gone to Kewaukee the night before, so I put it off my mind. Now, I see the whole trick." "What is that?" "The crowd kept Mr. Timmins here, delaying and entertaining him. Maybe later some of them led him still further away from Columbus. Their man is probably on the spot at Kewaukee now, ready to get that big contract for show biplanes."
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