Quick glances of apprehension were exchanged by the members of the little group. They were recalling the numerous incidents of the day, not forgetting the attempt to burn their hangar.
"What do you think of that?" gasped Harry in amazement.
"I know what I think!" snapped Jimmie. "I think we're up against an organized gang! Just one fellow didn't go and steal those plans on an independent footing. Somehow there's either a leak in the Service or else the gang is posted to watch us to prevent our taking a hand in the matter. They're not overlooking many bets!"
"Jimmie, I think you're more than half right!" stated Ned. "But I wish you'd omit the slang just a little more. What's to be done?"
"About the slang?" queried Jimmie.
"No, about the opposition to our trip which seems to have developed," replied Ned. "I'm leaving the slang for you to conquer!"
"What do you suggest, Mr. Bosworth?" asked Harry.
"If I remember correctly, you Boy Scouts have a watchword," was the lawyer's reply. "What is it?"
"Our motto is 'Be Prepared,'" answered Harry.
"And I further suggest that you boys make haste."