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The Girl Aviators' Motor Butterfly

Chapter 4 APPROACH OF THE STORM.

Word Count: 1890    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

ut of their swarthy faces. One or two wore a vivid red or blue handkerchief knotted ab

without running into troub

him sharply, a

ive off down the road a bit," he said; "I'

oment and then str

ay and help?

s got some plan in his head," rejoined Peggy firmly, "come a

nd, the child so recently taken from their clutche

take me-don't!"

red, Wren," Peggy comfort

fire came into Peggy

s, headed by Miss Prescott, they hastened to

pecting to come on a camp of young folks they had suddenly encountered a group of machines which, to them,

p barking of the engine. The flying machine dashed forward almost simultaneously. Straight at the angry

, Roy thrust on full power. The machine darted over the spot where the gipsies had stood but an instant before; b

," declared Roy grimly, as he brought the Red Drag

er, Miss Prescott's voice r

Roy modestly, in answer to the ladies' congratul

arm," they

getting on?" asked

tack, although I think they've had a big enough scare thrown i

take care of Wr

ss Prescott positively, "you don't think I'm going

eling. It was agreed to stop at Meadville, which the map showed was about thirty miles to the southeast, and purchase a dress and other necessities for their new ward. As to what was to be done with he

rt was made from the scene of the encounter with the gips

obscuring the sunlit landscape beneath with an effect of lights turned down

ve some bad kind o

nod

we are from Mead

aid that we can't make it

ck, and Jimsy, too. I guess

by he held a small megaphone to his mouth with one ha

girls, and a hummer, to

down," coun

s, who had seen the boy's maneuver, cam

ere passing was heavily wooded, and seemingly sparsely populated. Beneath them wound a road, along

gs. Before long, just as the distant, but fast approaching, cloud curtain began to be ripped and slashed by vivid scimitars of lightnin

the a?roplanes lit in the field like an alighting flight of carrier pigeons. But hardly had they touched the ground when from the farmhouse a man came running in his shirtsleeves,

kept shouting as he came along, stumbling over

objected Roy; "surely you don't mind our occupying t

own all the way daown and all the way

too glad to leave your field," rejoined Jimsy, "but

ies," stormed the farmer; "ef any darter uv mine did

in the least," smi

if he was being made fun of or if his resolution was being admired

ged," spoke Jimsy,

oo," resumed the

ease of your field for an ho

d then, with an avaricious look in h

llars," he sa

rent it for a very short time," struck i

or git off!" sn

ce for it," spoke up Roy

ou off with a shot

o, you

y? What'll

e l

Thet's a

ne," struck in Jimsy, who now

I'll jes' tell yer quick thet this is my

ial law, it seems," replied Roy,

w," grumbled the fellow, but somewhat imp

ors are entitled to land in any safe landing place in times of emergency. If they do any damage they must

imsy, "and if you try to put us of

red the man, much impressed by R

was a vivid flash of lightning and the growl of a big crash of thunder. While it was still resounding

e engines covered up and then beat it for the car.

covers constructed to throw over the motors in jus

there was a heavy sulphurous feeling in the atmosphere. But within the curtains of the car all was fun and merriment. The case o

ly vivid flash lit up the interior of the car as brig

tning?" asked Miss Prescott, while a

g closer to her, "but when I see a f

" asked Miss Pr

le and places. They come for a moment and t

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