“In the air!” exclaimed Vane, in amazement. “What do you mean?”
“Just that, senor.”
“Do you mean to say that it blew in here?”
“It can fly like a bird, senor. We saw it when it passed over Quito nigh six weeks ago.”
“An air-ship!” exclaimed Vane.
“Si, senor.”
“But ah! I remember now. There is a man in our country by the name of Reade who is the owner of an air-ship. It may be him.”
“It is, senor; that is his name.”
Vane was interested.
“Let’s take a look at the ark,” he said, pompously. “Maybe we can buy it of the fellow.”