“Hello!” cried Dave, “in that first one is my friend Dollinger, with the camera man and his traps. Mr. Alden’s group are in the second machine.”
Dave reached Mr. King’s quarters to find the second automobile halted there. The other one, guided by Dollinger, he noticed had driven over to a clear stretch at the far end of the grounds.
“Motion pictures, of course,” thought Dave, and just then the man who had acted the Indian in the motion scene of the day previous recognized him.
“Hello,” he hailed. “You’re on time. Going to help us out to-day?”
“I don’t know. I hope so,” replied Dave, and he returned the friendly nods of the lady and others of the party.
“We’re waiting for Mr. Alden,” explained the man who had first spoken to Dave.
“I think he expects to be here soon, with Mr. King,” said Dave. Then he moved around to the part of the building where the airship was housed as he saw a man in overalls pottering about the open doors.
“Saw you with Mr. King,” said the man as Dave came up. “Going to work for him?”
“I think so,” answered Dave.
“Well, you look a likely one. Seen much of airships?”