“I’ll have you calling me ‘Successful Sandy’ before I’m through.”“On the run,” Mr. Everdail told Sandy and Dick, “and while we lay over at Bar Harbor, you two can watch for anything suspicious. My wife won’t let me say that Mimi, the maid, could be guilty—besides, how could she get into Captain Parks’ safe?”“He thought you might be—” Dick smiled as he made the response, winking broadly.
Automatically he tested it. It came back, and the nose began to come up a trifle. He did not dare over-control. He had learned that lesson!
“Tommy’s a good pilot,” Jeff admitted. “Well—I’ll be on my way. See you at the next air Derby!” Jeff grinned at his joke and walked on.
Larry had to do a little rapid mental arithmetic.
Sandy snapped his safety belt.“Once in awhile you hear of such people, Dick.”
“Well, I say, let’s reorganize,” Dick had a twinkle in his eye. “You, Larry, will be the sole member of the Sky Patrol—and Sandy and I will be—er—the ‘ground crew’!”
Larry nodded emphatically.。
They saw that Mr. Whiteside carried a life preserver. In black on its side was painted “Tramp, New York.”。
“I don’t believe I’ve introduced myself,” the man began. “I’m Mr. Whiteside. Of course you wonder what I am here for.”。