“But you have no airship to enter.”
“Yes, I have—the Dart.”
“Oh, I see,” nodded the director, “very good. Operator?”
“Operators—two: Dallow and Hardy. Make a note of it officially, Bridges, and see that we have a fair show.”
“It’s a little irregular, isn’t it?”
“So was the burning of the Flyer,” remarked Mr. Davis dryly.
“Any suspicions?”
“If I have any, they will keep until this meet is over. Then I may have something to say. Can I depend on the substitute entry as I make it, with no quibbling?”
“You can depend on any service I can give an old friend and a square man,” assured the director heartily.
“Thank you. You give that fair show, and I’ll try and keep up the Davis reputation.”