“Come, what’s up with you young people?” challenged the good-natured Mr. King.
“Why,” spoke the young aviator, “when we go back home, and you have put that promised quietus on that rascal Vernon, we are going to Elmer’s father and have him build for us a magnificent aeroplane that will beat anything ever before constructed.”
“And the purpose?” inquired old Grimshaw, with a hopeful twinkle in his eye.
“Why,” replied Dave, “our idea is to get up a great international race around the globe.”
“That’s it,” jubilated the veteran airman. “I knew it would be something grand and original.”
“Canada, Alaska, Siberia, Russia—finishing where we began,” explained Dave Dashaway.
“Can it be done?”
“I think so.”
“But the danger——”
“There was danger in crossing the mighty Atlantic.”