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They heard the strange, hollow sound again, seeming to come from the metal wall, but impossible to locate at once because of the echo.“Who put the real ones there?” Larry spoke abruptly in the astonished silence.
“Oh, I think he’s all right,” argued Larry.“But she knew them,” objected Dick. “She wouldn’t throw over the wrong ones and she couldn’t get the right ones.”
“In the grove, Dick.”“The seaplane is almost down on the water—and coming like an arrow toward that white preserver!” gasped Dick. “Will its wings hit the yacht?”
172From the rear of the crowd in the hangar, Pilot Larsen came forward.
“He’s swinging the boat out to open water again!” cried Sandy.They stared at him.Larry’s remembrance, a radium-dial wrist watch, and Dick’s gift, the set of drawing implements he coveted, delighted him. Jeff’s modest but earnestly presented “luck charm” secured from his gypsy fortune teller was accepted with a grave, grateful word—but Sandy had hard work not to break into a wild laugh.
That supported his decision that neither a single robber nor a band of miscreants had planned the affair. They would have taken all the real stones, and he believed that these were numerous.
“The imitation!”They circled until Larry located the large airport there.
“Here comes another ’plane!” Sandy called out, taking the flashlamp from Jeff again as the older pilot handed it back. “He’s flying right after us.”“I don’t feel uneasy about short hops,” the pilot informed him. “I don’t think I’d want to take a long control job just yet, though. Now let’s see what Jeff put into you. Before I go up with you, tell me what you’d do if you were really starting off alone.”