back    contents    forward

{{frabfp029.png}} || eagles of the sky ||

chump ten miles off a crate's headin' his way.
Jerusalem crickets! but ain't I glad we're fixed
as we are."

The ship far up in the heavens was almost
directly over them by this time and Perk relapsed
into silence, being vastly interested in
watching it passing over.

Possibly he had his eyes glued on the figures--there
were two occupants in the Robin's cabin
he could easily see--leaning over and doubtless
closely scrutinizing the intricacies of the ragged
shoreline below, hoping to make important discoveries.

If the leading figure, piloting the craft, was
actually Oscar Gleeb, one-time noted Hun ace
over in the Argonne, it might be Perk, with his
past war history rising up to thrill him afresh,
may have found himself half expecting to hear
a terrific explosion close by on the shore as the
German flier let drop some sort of bomb, with
the idea of striking their concealed bus which
his keen eyes might have detected despite their
wonderful camouflage.

But nothing like that came to pass and the
cruising ship kept moving in a northerly direction,
growing less distinct as miles were being
ocr>   covered at the fast clip it swept along. ??lineinserted
fix>   covered at the fast clip it swept along.

ocr>   "Gripes! that was worth somthin'to glimpse,
fix>   "Cripes! that was worth somthin' to glimpse,
bet your sweet life, partner," Perk finally ob-

[[29]]

back    contents    forward