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satisfaction to hug the idea to his heart that possibly
ocr>   the chance might be given Jack and himsel|
fix>   the chance might be given Jack and himself
to locate some of these land stations where all
this flagrant smuggling business was going on--the
prospect of their's being the force to deal the
outlaw organization a killing blow brought in its
train the thrill he loved so well.

Then came the moment when Jack banked and
changed his course radically, heading directly
into the east where lay the peninsula of Ponce de
Leon, seeker after the Spring of Eternal Youth,
and finding instead, a land of flowers.

Perk knew what this evidently meant--that
Jack had flown far enough up the west coast and
was now bent on making for that inland sheet of
fresh water he had mentioned to his comrade as
a likely place for them to drop down and pass the
balance of the night.

The uncertainty was keeping Perk keyed up to
a high tension--something told him in no uncertain
tones that Jack had a vastly more important
ocr>   reason far attaining that lake than the mere
fix>   reason for attaining that lake than the mere
desire to avoid attracting attention--just what it
ocr>   might mean he could not guess, for when he at-tempted
fix>   might mean he could not guess, for when he attempted
to solve the enigma he found himself
floundering in a shoreless sea of doubt and uncertainty
that was baffling, to say the least.

Perk was mumbling to himself as if he might
be on the verge of reaching some sort of decision.

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