The Girl Aviators' Motor Butterfly

been arou

ing he and Jimsy dropped around to the disuse

ook hi

and then, after a moment's pause,

Roy, "the very people we don't wan

e you bane," rejoine

hat did you

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ou can go home now.

want me

ere ourselves to-n

pocketing his money and sh

shadow of an elm-shaded yard the figure of

e been fi

e simple-minded Norwegian

d; they bane tell m

over, I can tell you that they've h

once aroused, and while he was quite agreeable to being dropped from his temporary job, he hated to think of b

fire me," ej

I guess you feel prett

me wale; but I no

an like you being dropped. What did

ne watch plac

ty methods had elicited some

ere going to watch a

Norwegian, "they a

did they wa

d by stable and wha

did yo

y that you and your father b

face d

snarled. Then, with a sudden change of front:

ane like m

use a minute. Dad and

in a whitewashed picket fence. Beyond the fence was a fairly prosperous

he said, "l

replied in t

plied Jim Cassell, in what was for him an unwont

zled expression flitted over his face as both Cassells broke in

hey did not wish to inform the girls that they were undertaking a night watch, as that would have led to all so

t having been made they secured a light lantern from an adjacent hardware store and, entering the deserted livery stable, prepared to carry out their plan

eats of which were padded as luxuriously as those of a touring car. He had a book dealing with aeronau

Jimsy read on. At first frequent footsteps passed the door of the stable, but as it grew later these c

doze off, if only for a few seconds. The exciting events of the day had tired him out, nor was the boo

arp effort he aroused himself only t

rply admonished himself, "you're on duty, under

f. Jimsy's head fell forward, his eyes closed for good a

eager face it was, as the yellow light of the lantern revealed its outlines. Dan Cassell, for it was he, gazed

outside, he joined two figures waiting

only one kid there and he's sou

ssell," rejoined the slow, draw

l, who was the third member of the party; "remembe

Come on, I'll go first

window

ck. It's an easy drop

lad when the job's over. I'm al

y did? Not much, dad. We'll give them a le

the now silent procession. The Norwegian carried a bulky package of some kind, the contents of whic

n its grooves and then, crawling through, dropped lightly

avily and dreamlessly, while