“Yes, it’s the boys. I can recognize Paul, Wallace, Mr. Woods. They all seem to be there.”
“I’m going to land,” announced William.
“All right.”
William fixed his attention on the field and prepared. Jack remarked, “Wonder why they are hiding?”
“Perhaps because they are not sure we are the ones flying this ship.”
“Very probable.”
William made a perfect landing and Jack and he jumped out of the plane waving their handkerchiefs. The boys ran out of their hiding places and cheered the two young aviators. Tom Woods looked on benignly and laughed. Funny, but he had gotten to like these boys a great deal; it’ll be tough, he mused, to leave them when the whole mess was finally cleared up.