CHAPTER XI
TREASURE
“That’s a good job done,” Gordon declared viciously.
“How do you get that way?” Cardow snapped furiously. Then he turned to the messenger. “You were told that the boy was to be brought in, weren’t you?”
“Yes we were, Cardow, but we couldn’t make it, I tell you.”
“What the blazes happened?”
“We picked him up in the middle of the afternoon as he was headin’ for the De Castro’s. He didn’t pay much attention to us, waggled his wings a couple o’ times, and played around like he was feelin’ good. That plane of his is the fastest thing in the air, I’m tellin’ you, and we had a hard time to catch up with him; only did it when he slackened in the fog; then we got on all sides of him and when he came out we were ready. Gave him the lead as fast as we could pour it out. The machine blazed up like a paper lantern and turned into a tail spin.”
“How high were you when you made the attack?”
“High enough. Nearly thirty thousand feet.”
“Did he use his chute?”