Frank and Andy sprang forward. Apparently up to now they had quite forgotten a very important fact, until it was thus forcibly brought to their attention by the words of the veteran traveler.
One look they gave into the body of the air craft. Then they reached out their right hands, as if governed by some mutual inspiration.
“Shake!” said Frank, with a laugh; “sure we’re in great luck after all, cousin!”
So they were; for in their great haste to depart to safer regions the two robbers had quite forgotten to carry off the suit-cases containing their plunder!
CHAPTER XIV.
A GOOD NIGHT’S WORK.
“Ain’t this the greatest thing ever?” cried Andy, as with trembling fingers he started to unfasten the cords by which the suit-cases had been secured, so they might not drop out, should the sailing aircraft wobble in space.
“It certainly does takes the cake for dumb luck!” observed Frank, hardly less excited himself and forgetting all about his lack of clothes.
“Suppose you explain then?” suggested a neighbor. “We’d like to join in congratulations if we only knew what it was all about.”
“Why, you see,” began Andy, “these ain’t our bags at all.”
“They belong to the two gentlemen who thought to borrow our machine for a little moonlight spin across lots to the next county,” Frank went on, his face covered with a wide grin, as he hefted one of the suit-cases, and found it mighty solid.