"Your contract, sir!" fumed Burton. "You are——"
"No repairs on the aëroplane would have been necessary," interrupted Motor Matt, "if you had not played that trick on me and substituted Haidee for Le Bon. Just remember that. I shall expect you to pay the bills for the repairs, too."
Burton received these remarks in silence.
"When I and my friends are ready to join you," went on the king of the motor boys, "we'll go by air line in the Comet, and if you have any good paper, we'll scatter it all along the route. It will be the biggest kind of an advertisement for you, Burton."
This was a master stroke, if Burton yearned for one thing more than another, it was to make his name a household word.
"Great!" he cried. "But you won't be more than two days here, will you, Matt?"
"We'll try not to be."
"And you'll scatter the paper?"
"Certainly."