For some little time the pair rummaged around and seemed to act as though they both knew their business, as well as the makeup of any plane ever conceived by the human mind. Perk knocked on this and that, made all manner of little tests where he believed were necessary, and in other ways carried himself as befitted by education and calling to be a judge of an airship’s anatomy.
She followed them about, always intently watching and squeezing her hands in a way to show how wrought up she must be with the suspense. Then, when they were through with the inspection and checking up, Jack and Perk “went into a huddle,” as the latter would have termed it, nodding their heads and talking in low tones. Finally Jack was shoved forward by the other as the one who ought to bring the sad tidings to the distressed girl pilot.
“Oh! you have something dreadful to tell me,” she cried out, wringing her hands. “Is it too badly wrecked for you to fix up so I can pull out of this awful hole and take off again?”
“I’m sorry to say, Miss Cramer,” Jack told her, “your boat is so badly knocked out that it can never be taken out of this place by its own power. It will, I fear, have to be dismantled and carried up piece-meal, to be shipped to the company’s works for rebuilding.”
She put up her quivering hands to her face and started crying.
“Oh! it is terrible—just terrible, when he needs me so! Three days have passed already, and I felt that if any one could find him surely love would show me the way. What will poor Mother Warner say when she fails to hear from me as I promised? Poor Mother, and poor Buddy. What will happen to us all?”
XVI
SUZANNE INSISTS
What seemed to be the whole truth flashed into Jack’s mind when he heard the grieving girl pilot express the sentiments that influenced her into making this far-flung flight so soon after winning her new pilot’s license.
It staggered him, too—not so much that Suzanne should thus turn out to be Buddy Warner’s sweetheart, though in itself that was decidedly interesting; but to think how a strange and perverse Fate had so decreed that she should meet up with the pair who had been deputized by the Department at Washington to start forth, and do everything in their power to solve the mystery of Buddy’s strange disappearance, also, if possible, accomplish his finding.
As for Perk, who apparently had seen a great light all of a sudden, just as Jack had done, almost “threw a fit.” He declared later on, when he could ponder, how many thousand chances there were against anything like this lucky meeting coming to pass.