“Not enough for me to notice it,” returned Victor Gilbert, coolly.
“Flying is a dangerous game, eh?”
“There are other games just as dangerous.”
“There are other games just as dangerous”
At this remark Jason Hamlin’s face flushed perceptibly; his fingers twitched; a steely glare which plainly told of a spirit moved to anger came into his eyes.
But the interesting colloquy ended there.
“I say, wasn’t that mighty curious about Gilbert and Hamlin?” exclaimed Bobby Dunlap, otherwise Peur Jamais, to Don Hale, after the evening meal was over. “I wonder what Gilbert meant by saying: ‘There are other games just as dangerous.’”
“It’s too much of a riddle for me.”
“I tried to pump this Jason person a little,” declared Peur Jamais, “but he was as dry as an old well gone out of business. Strikes me there’s a little mystery which I’ll have to unravel.”