"No, he isn't! It's only to land clear of us. Lou, it must be Roger!"
"Roger? Why? How!"
"Because he would investigate, when we failed to telephone!"
"But suppose it's another bandit—like—you know! Get your revolver!"
"It's right here. But don't worry, Lou. Look! He's on the ground!"
The pilot brought the beautiful new cabin monoplane expertly to a stop and shut off the engine. To the girls' amazement two men, not one, stepped out. Both of them were old friends!
"Roger! Ted!" cried both the girls at once, in their delight in recognizing them. They felt as if they had been rescued from a desert island.
"You're both safe? Unhurt?" cried Roger, excitedly.
"Thank God!" murmured Ted, reverently.