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Updated: June 10, 2025
He should have been smiling and happy at least for the movietone cameras but he wasn't even that. Certainly it must be something unusual to so concern him. "Tell us, Kress," said Eyer. Kress looked at them both for several moments. "Just this," he said at last: "work on your own high altitude plane with all possible speed.
We haven't stopped our own work because of your swiftly approaching conquest of the greater heights. But why shouldn't you come back?" For a moment there was a look of positive dread upon Kress' face. Then he spoke again very quietly: "You know all the stuff that's been written about my flight," he said. "Most of it has been nonsense.
It seemed strange to them indeed that Kress should have come back to land on the roof of the two who had promised to follow him into the stratosphere if he didn't return. Very strange indeed. He had returned, though, releasing Jeter and Eyer from their promise. Strangely enough that fact made them all the more determined to go.
It probably wasn't as silly as it sounded. Did Kress know something he wasn't telling them? Did he really think he might ... well, might fly off the earth entirely, away beyond her atmosphere, and never return? How utterly absurd! And yet.... "Of course we'll do it," said Jeter. "We'd do it anyway, without word from you.
They crossed the desert successfully, thanks to the organizing skill of Kress von Kressenstein and Roshan Bey, and set off for the Turkish base at Beersheba, spreading the news along the road that they had won a victory and would soon return to Egypt and achieve another, this by way of keeping the Syrians reassured that success was on the Moslem side.
That man must be carefully guarded. You may dismiss the guard, sir." And, followed by the stranger, Captain Kress was leaving the ground when Murray seemed to recover himself, and in loud and defiant voice gave tongue, "That man's a damned liar, and this is an outrage." "Shut up, Murray!" shouted the sergeant of the guard, scandalized at such violation of military proprieties.
"We'll do our part Kress," said Eyer. Lucian Jeter nodded agreement. Kress gripped their hands tightly almost desperately, Jeter thought. Jeter was usually the leader where Eyer and himself were concerned and he thought already that he foresaw cataclysmic events. Kress climbed into his plane. The vast crowd murmured.
Maybe he was a suicide. But some bits of wreckage of his plane had many unsinkable parts about it the parachute ball for instance. No, the solemn fact remained that Kress had simply flown up and hadn't come down again. It would have sounded silly and absurd if it hadn't been so serious. And strange stories were seeping into the press of the world.
Besides Spengler, there were "Christopher Kress, a soldier, a traveller, and a town councillor;" and Caspar Nuetzel, of one of the oldest families, and Captain-general of the town bands. Both of these went with Duerer to the Diet at Augsburg in 1518. One of them is supposed to figure as St. George in the All Saints picture.
Ray, as officer of the guard, stood at the bend of the roadway east of the Presidio guard-house, gazing after the vanishing forms of Captain Kress and the burly stranger in civilian clothes, and wondering where on earth it was he had seen the latter before.
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