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The Boy Aviators' Treasure Quest; Or, The Golden Galleon

Chapter 8 NEARLY OUT OF THE RACE.

Word Count: 1720    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

entered dawned fair and cloudless. There was not a breath of win

out, poking their heads into various sheds and making conditions almost unbeara

ar tunes. All the aerodromes were draped with flags,

inside the boys' aerodrome w

back a little and recount some h

ised itself from his cot and quietly sneaked over to the aeroplane. Softly he wor

He rapidly traversed the deserted aviation grounds and flung the important part of the air-craft's mechanism into

uewater Bill, the other night, to make it healthy for me round here when it is discovered that the lever is gone. However, I managed to overhear all

ked rapidly off in the d

the machine in which they hoped so ardently to win the aviation trophy. Their di

the race," was Harr

lock, the time set for the start,"

ave been their mechanic who had done the damage. It would have been impossible for any one to en

the hands of the Frenchman just then. Le Blanc regarded the Golden Eagle like his own child and his r

as to

er, but they all proved too frail. It was impossible to get a duplicate at

ally pronounced Frank, after his fifth endeavor at a substit

f that fellow for just fiv

de up my mind to do so," rejoined Frank. "I f

discussing the situation and Le Blanc was tearing his

consideration, "that was a pret

was the

it very fur. This fe

pose so," re

must have hidde

t doesn't put us any

you

N

on the grounds by posting a notice and offering a

lim chance," despa

pretty slim chance wh

es that win out

trying. Anyhow I'll write out a notice

ed up on the door of the shed. An eager crowd surrounded it at once and soon a score of m

of their contesting in the race, the boys grew more

locked up if we can

dignant ex

illy Barnes. "I'll bet he's a long way off by this ti

up to the job, that's cert

ried suddenly. "I'll bet that fellow Malvoise is i

prove it on him

lf into the shed and the boys, as th

n, Mr.

ry that had sent the old man to the hospital. He had fou

he came in. "I had a letter from my daughter to-day in which she asked to

ered Frank, "but I am afra

ok his head sympathizingly. He examined the aeroplane carefull

know the Buzzard's strong points but I also know her weak ones. When going at full speed she cannot steer round into the wind which is, I hear, one of your aeroplane's good features. Now, if you had gone into the race to-day

his fists as he spo

to put us out of the race, for I am now certain that Sanbo

grew nearer every minute. As the boys ran to the door to see what could be the matter, and if the uproar

ard the shed the missing lever while the

e boys. "We'll be in

h. He did not know what it was he had found, till one of the crowd who had read the "Lost" notice, recollected it and told the lad to take his find to t

djusted the lever and fitted their craft for the race, the

who that man was, Mr.

tor, his excitement rising, "but I will

no fu

oed the boys, "has he gone

exclaimed Mr. Joyce. "Do you know him? I i

repeated Billy. "I

ity and told him of their experiences in A

licates of the Buzzard, that explains a whole l

er if he's at the bottom of this whole busines

Harry; "but he covers up

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