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"We'll hide here for a few days," observed Tom, "and you can spend as much time in town as you like, Mr. Petrofsky." The Russian, disguising himself by trimming his beard, and putting on a pair of dark spectacles, went to the village that afternoon. While he was gone Tom, Ned and Mr.
"What is he saying?" cried Tom to Mr. Petrofsky. "He is telling them to surround us so that we can not get a running start, such as we need to go up. Evidently he understands aeroplanes." "Well, I'm going to have a try," declared the young inventor. He jumped to the pilot house, yelling to Ned to start the motor, but it was too late.
He was well ahead, and wanted the others to catch up to him, but none of the men was a good runner, and Mr. Petrofsky, by reason of being rather heavily built, was worse than the other two, so they had to accommodate their pace to his.
Then Moses took a fancy to Minna, and she encouraged him, although she had a sweetheart of her own, a young man named Paul Petrofsky, who also lodged in the Goldsteins' house. At last Moses broke off with Miriam, and engaged himself to Minna.
"Are you sure of the speed of this craft?" he asked a moment later. "I never saw the one yet I couldn't pull away from, even after giving them a start," answered the young inventor proudly. "That is all but my little sky racer. I could let them get within speaking distance, and then pull out like the Congressional Limited passing a slow freight." "Then wait a few minutes," suggested Mr. Petrofsky.
Tom and the others were hardly able to comprehend what was about to take place. "Has anything happened?" asked Tom. "Are we suspected? Have they come to warn us?" "No, everything is all right, so far," answered Ivan Petrofsky. "I didn't have the success I hoped for, and we may have to wait here for a few days to get news of my brother.
The firing of the shot produced a good effect, for the three men who were trying to detain Ivan Petrofsky at once fell back from the window and gave him just the chance needed. He scrambled through, with the aid of Mr. Damon, and before the guards could again spring at him, which they did when the echoes of the shot had died away.
And it was coming on rapidly, showing that it had tremendous power, for it was a very large one, carrying three men. "How do you suppose they got on our track?" asked Ned. "Oh, we must have been reported from time to time, as we flew over cities or towns," replied Mr. Petrofsky. "You know we're rather large, and can be seen from a good distance.
It was your own fault for bothering me but if you want anything I'll give it to you!" cried Tom, striking a position of defense. The man was about to rush at him, and there would have been a fight in another minute, had not Mr. Petrofsky, stepping to the open window of the pilot house, called out: "Tom! Tom! Come here, quick. Never mind him!"
In the flickering light of the candle they looked at one another, and then at the fantastic pillars of salt all about them. Then Mr. Damon started forward. "Bless my trolley car!" he exclaimed. "It isn't possible! There must be some mistake. If we'll keep on we'll come out all right. You know your way about, don't you, Mr. Petrofsky?"
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