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When the sun came out of the east they leveled off at ninety thousand feet. By their reckoning they had scarcely moved in any direction from the spot where they had taken off. Jeter was satisfied that they were almost directly above Mineola. But the world had vanished. The plane rode easily on. Now and again it dipped one wing or the other and even the veteran aviators felt a thrill of uneasiness.
"I shall answer both your questions, Jeter," said Sitsumi. "Step this way, please. The Three should hear our conference." They were conducted into a smaller room. Its floors were covered with skins. There were easy chairs and divans. It might have been their own luxuriously appointed rooms at Mineola.
The curate smiles at this and prepares his face to smile with equal gentleness when the other retorts. After Floral Park the prospect becomes more plainly rural. The Mineola trolley zooms along, between wide fields of tilled brown earth.
"Hush," said Frank, "you must not exhaust yourself by talking now," and the aged inventor remained silent therefore, till Le Blanc returned with a doctor from Mineola. The physician, after a brief examination, pronounced that the wound in the old man's head was not at all serious, but recommended his removal to the hospital notwithstanding.
Fast as they traveled, some of the foremost airmen of the adjoining country had reached Mineola ahead of them. They understood that many of them had arrived by plane in obedience to word broadcast by Hadley. Hadley was doing his bit with a vengeance. The partners reached their laboratory. Their head servant met them at the door. "A Mr. Hadley frantically telephoning, sir," he said to Jeter.
Still, the ebullitions of terror that had accompanied the earlier caprices of the elements were not renewed. People were getting used to these freaks. In the middle of one of the clear spells a remarkable scene occurred at Mineola. It was like a panorama of the seventh chapter of Genesis. It was the procession of the beasts.
He watched the 'copter rise to the two thousand foot local traffic level and turn in the direction of Mineola High School, fifty miles away. He was still looking anxiously after it as it dwindled to a tiny dot and vanished. "They'll make it all right," Claire told him. "Olaf has a strong back, and Ray has a good head." "It wasn't that that I was worried about."
I must explain that Mineola had become a social institution, for already I taught the younger members of the rich sportsman set the new diversion that science had placed within their reach. Crowds assembled each fine day to witness the first flutterings or the finished flights of their friends.
We can't go anywhere, or come back if we go there. We're prisoners, that's all and all we can do is wait." Eyer grinned. Jeter began nonchalantly to slip off his helmet and goggles. He doffed his flying coat. In a short time the two might have been sitting over liquor and cigars in their own library at Mineola. "Expecting company?" asked Eyer. "Most emphatically," replied Jeter.
The man in the screen consulted his watch. "Probably inside of an hour. We've had to do some re-shuffling; you know how these things are handled. And if you'll pardon me, Literate; just what are you doing at Pelton's? I understood that you were principal of Mineola High School." "That's a good question." Prestonby hastily assessed the circumstances and their implications.
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