“More—where?”
“At the Ann!”
Sam leaned back against the wall, a picture of amazement.
“You haven’t been out to the Ann have you?” he asked.
For reply Jimmie drew a great package of sandwiches and another of cartridges out of the opening in the wall.
“We haven’t, eh?” he laughed.
“That certainly looks like it!” declared Sam.
The boys briefly related the story of their visit to the aeroplane while Sam busied himself with the sandwiches, and then they loaded the three automatics and distributed the remaining clips about their persons.
“And now what?” asked Carl, after the completion of the recital.
“Are we going to take the Ann and slip away from these worshipers of the Sun?” asked Jimmie. “We can do it all right!”