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If you are not located in the United States, you'll have -to check the laws of the country where you are located before using this ebook. - -Title: The Flying Girl - -Author: Edith Van Dyne - -Illustrator: Joseph Pierre Nuyttens - -Release Date: October 28, 2016 [EBook #53386] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: UTF-8 - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE FLYING GIRL *** - - - - -Produced by Mary Glenn Krause, Chris Curnow, ellinora and -the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at -http://www.pgdp.net (This book was produced from images -made available by the HathiTrust Digital Library.) - - - - - - - Transcriber’s Note - - Obvious typos and punctuation errors corrected, otherwise, variations - in spelling retained. - Italic text is represented by underscores surrounding the _italic - text_. - Bold text is represented by equals signs surrounding the =bold text=. - Small capitals have been converted to ALL CAPS. - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - The Flying Girl - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - -[Illustration: “ORISSA—THE FLYING GIRL.”] - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - The Flying Girl - - BY - - EDITH VAN DYNE - - Author of - - Aunt Jane’s Nieces, Aunt Jane’s Nieces Abroad, Aunt Jane’s Nieces at - Millville, Aunt Jane’s Nieces at Work, Aunt Jane’s Nieces - in Society, Aunt Jane’s Nieces and Uncle John - - Illustrated by Joseph Pierre Nuyttens - - [Illustration] - - Publishers - The Reilly & Britton Co. - Chicago - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - Copyright 1911 - by - The Reilly & Britton Co. - - _The Flying Girl_ - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - CONTENTS - - - CHAPTER PAGE - I ORISSA 13 - II A DISCIPLE OF AVIATION 20 - III THE KANE AIRCRAFT 32 - IV MR. BURTHON IS CONFIDENTIAL 38 - V BETWEEN MAN AND MAN—AND A GIRL 47 - VI A BUCKING BIPLANE 55 - VII SOMETHING WRONG 62 - VIII MR. BURTHON’S PROPOSITION 71 - IX THE OTHER FELLOW 78 - X A FRESH START 83 - XI ORISSA RESIGNS 89 - XII THE SPYING OF TOT TYLER 96 - XIII SYBIL IS CRITICAL 105 - XIV THE FLYING FEVER 113 - XV A FINAL TEST 122 - XVI THE OPENING GUN 132 - XVII A CURIOUS ACCIDENT 139 - XVIII THE ONE TO BLAME 144 - XIX PLANNING THE CAMPAIGN 155 - XX UNCLE AND NIECE 164 - XXI MR. H. CHESTERTON RADLEY-TODD 174 - XXII THE FLYING GIRL 184 - XXIII A BATTLE IN THE AIR 192 - XXIV THE CRIMINAL 202 - XXV THE REAL HEROINE 215 - XXVI OF COURSE 222 - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS - - - “Orissa—The Flying Girl” _Frontispiece_ - Orissa stood with hands clasped 64 - “It—interests me” 124 - The rescue 197 - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - FOREWORD - - -The author wishes to acknowledge her indebtedness to Mr. Glenn H. -Curtiss and Mr. Wilbur Wright for courtesies extended during the -preparation of this manuscript. These skillful and clever aviators, -pioneers to whom the Art of Flying owes a colossal debt, do not laugh at -any suggestion concerning the future of the aëroplane, for they -recognize the fact that the discoveries and inventions of the next year -may surpass all that have gone before. The world is agog with wonder at -what has been accomplished; even now it is anticipating the time when -vehicles of the air will be more numerous than are automobiles to-day. - -The American youth has been no more interested in the development of the -science of aviation than the American girl; she is in evidence at every -meet where aëroplanes congregate, and already recognizes her competence -to operate successfully any aircraft that a man can manage. So the story -of Orissa Kane’s feats has little exaggeration except in actual -accomplishment, and it is possible her ventures may be emulated even -before this book is out of press. There are twenty women aviators in -Europe; in America are thousands of girls ambitious to become aviators. - -An apology may be due those gentlemen who performed so many brilliant -feats at the 1911 meet at Dominguez, for having thrust them somewhat -into the shade to allow the story to exalt its heroine; but they will -understand the exigencies that required this seeming discourtesy and -will, the author is sure, generously pardon her. - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - The Flying Girl - - - - - CHAPTER I - - ORISSA - - -“May I go now, Mr. Burthon?” asked Orissa. - -He looked up from his desk, stared a moment and nodded. It is doubtful -if he saw the girl, for his eyes had an introspective expression. - -Orissa went to a cabinet wardrobe and took down her coat and hat. -Turning around to put them on she moved a chair, which squeaked on the -polished floor. The sound made Mr. Burthon shudder, and aroused him as -her speech had not done. - -“Why, Miss Kane!” he exclaimed, regarding her with surprise, “it is only -four o’clock.” - -“I know, sir,” said Orissa uneasily, “but the mail is ready and all the -deeds and transfers have been made out for you to sign. I—I wanted an -extra hour, to-night, so I worked during lunch time.” - -“Oh; very well,” he said, stiffly. “But I do not approve this -irregularity, Miss Kane, and you may as well understand it. I engage -your services by the week, and expect you to keep regular hours.” - -“I won’t go, then,” she replied, turning to hang up her coat. - -“Yes, you will. For this afternoon I excuse you,” he said, turning again -to his papers. - -Orissa did not wish to offend her employer. Indeed, she could not afford -to. This was her first position, and because she was young and girlish -in appearance she had found it difficult to secure a place. Perhaps it -was because she had applied to Mr. Burthon during one of his fits of -abstraction that she obtained the position at all; but she was competent -to do her work and performed it so much better than any “secretary” the -real estate agent had before had that he would have been as loth to lose -her as she was to be dismissed. But Orissa did not know that, and -hesitated what to do. - -“Run along, Miss Kane,” said her employer, impatiently; “I insist upon -it—for to-night.” - -So, being very anxious to get home early, the girl accepted the -permission and left the office, feeling however a little guilty for -having abridged her time there. - -She had a long ride before her. Leaving the office at four o’clock meant -reaching home forty minutes later; so she hurried across the street and -boarded a car marked “Beverly.” Los Angeles is a big city, because it is -spread from the Pacific Ocean to the mountains—an extreme distance of -more than thirty miles. Yet it is of larger extent than that would -indicate, as country villages for many miles in every direction are -really suburbs of the metropolis of Southern California and the -inhabitants ride daily into the city for business or shopping. - -It was toward one of these outlying districts that Orissa Kane was now -bound. They have rapid transit in the Southwest, and the car, headed -toward the north but ultimately destined to reach the sea by way of -several villages, fairly flew along the tracks. It was August and a -glaring sun held possession of a cloudless sky; but the ocean breeze, -which always arrives punctually the middle of the afternoon, rendered -the air balmy and invigorating. - -It was seldom that this young girl appeared anywhere in public without -attracting the attention of any who chanced to glance into her sweet -face. Its contour was almost perfect and the coloring exquisite. In -addition she had a slender form which she carried with exceeding grace -and a modest, winning demeanor that was more demure and unconscious than -shy. - -Such a charming personality should have been clothed in handsome -raiment; but, alas, poor Orissa’s gown was the simplest of cheap lawns, -and of the ready-made variety the department stores sell in their -basements. It was not unbecoming, nor was the coarse straw hat with its -yard of cotton-back ribbon; yet the case was stated to-day very -succinctly by a middle-aged gentleman who sat with his wife in the car -seat just behind Orissa: - -“If that girl was our daughter,” said he, “I’d dress her nicely if it -took half my income to do it. Great Cæsar! hasn’t she anyone to love -her, or care for her? She seems to me like a beautiful piece of -bric-a-brac; something to set on a pedestal and deck with jewels and -laces, for all to admire.” - -“Pshaw!” returned the lady; “a girl like that will be admired, whatever -she wears.” - -Orissa had plenty of love, bestowed by those nearest and dearest to her, -but circumstances had reduced the family fortunes to a minimum and the -girl was herself to blame for a share of the poverty the Kanes now -endured. - -The car let her off at a wayside station between two villages. It was in -a depression that might properly be termed a valley, though of small -extent, and as the car rushed on and left her standing beside a group of -tall palms it at first appeared there were no houses at all in the -neighborhood. - -But that was not so; a well defined path led into a thicket of -evergreens and then wound through a large orange orchard. Beyond this -was a vine covered bungalow of the type so universal in California; -artistic to view but quite inexpensive in construction. - -High hedges of privet surrounded the place, but above this, in the space -back of the house, rose the canvas covered top of a huge shed—something -so unusual and inappropriate in a place of this character that it would -have caused a stranger to pause and gape with astonishment. - -Orissa, however, merely glanced at the tent-like structure as she -hurried along the path. She turned in at the open door of the bungalow, -tossed hat and jacket into a chair and then went to where a sweet-faced -woman sat in a morris chair knitting. In a moment you would guess she -was Orissa’s mother, for although the features were worn and thin there -was a striking resemblance between them and those of the fresh young -girl stooping to kiss her. Mrs. Kane’s eyes were the same turquoise blue -as her daughter’s; but, although bright and wide open they lacked any -expression, for they saw nothing at all in our big, beautiful world. - -“Aren’t you early, dear?” she asked. - -“A whole hour,” said Orissa. “But I promised Steve I’d try to get home -at this time, for he wants me to help him. Can I do anything for you -first, mamma?” - -“No,” was the reply; “I am quite comfortable. Run along, if Steve wants -you.” Then she added, in a playful tone: “Will there be any supper -to-night?” - -“Oh, yes, indeed! I’ll break away in good season, never fear. Last night -I got into the crush of the ‘rush hour,’ and the car was detained, so -both Steve and I forgot all about supper. I’ll run and change my dress -now.” - -“I’m afraid the boy is working too hard,” said Mrs. Kane, sighing. “The -days are not half long enough for him, and he keeps in his workshop, or -hangar, or whatever you call it, half the night.” - -“True,” returned Orissa, with a laugh; “but it is not work for Steve, -you know; it’s play. He’s like a child with a new toy.” - -“I hope it will not prove a toy, in the end,” remarked Mrs. Kane, -gravely. “So much depends upon his success.” - -“Don’t worry, dear,” said the girl, brightly. “Steve is making our -fortune, I’m sure.” - -But as she discarded the lawn for a dark gingham in her little chamber, -Orissa’s face was more serious than her words and she wondered—as she -had wondered hundreds of times—whether her brother’s great venture would -bring them ruin or fortune. - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - CHAPTER II - - A DISCIPLE OF AVIATION - - -The Kanes had come to California some three years previous because of -Mr. Kane’s impaired health. He had been the manager of an important -manufacturing company in the East, on a large salary for many years, and -his family had lived royally and his children been given the best -education that money could procure. Orissa attended a famous girls’ -school and Stephen went to college. But suddenly the father’s health -broke and his physicians offered no hope for his life unless he at once -migrated to a sunny clime where he might be always in the open air. He -came to California and invested all his savings—not a great deal—in the -orange ranch. Three months later he died, leaving his blind wife and two -children without any financial resources except what might be gleaned -from the ranch. Fortunately the boy, Stephen, had just finished his -engineering course at Cornell and was equipped—theoretically, at -least—to begin a career with one of the best paying professions known to -modern times. Mechanical to his finger tips, Stephen Kane had eagerly -absorbed every bit of information placed before him and had been -graduated so well that a fine position was offered him in New York, with -opportunity for rapid advancement. - -Mr. Kane’s death prevented the young man from accepting this desirable -offer. He was obliged to go to Los Angeles to care for his mother and -sister. It was a difficult situation for an inexperienced boy to face, -but he attacked the problem with the same manly courage that had enabled -him to conquer Euclid and Calculus at school, and in the end arranged -his father’s affairs fairly well. - -The oranges from the ranch would give them a net income of about two -thousand dollars a year, which was far from meaning poverty, although -much less than the family expenditures had previously been. There were -other fruits on the place, an ample vegetable garden and a flock of -chickens, so the Kanes believed they would live very comfortably on -their income. In addition to this, Steve could earn a salary as a -mechanical engineer, or at least he believed he could. - -He found, however, after many unsuccessful attempts, that his -professional field was amply covered by experienced men, and as a -temporary makeshift he was finally driven to accept a position in an -automobile repair shop. - -“It’s an awful comedown, Ris,” he said to Orissa, his confidant, “but I -can’t afford to loaf any longer, you know, and the pay is almost as much -as a young engineer gets to start with. So I’ll tackle it and keep my -eye open for something better.” - -While Stephen was employed in this repair shop a famous aviator named -Willard came to town with his aëroplane and met with an accident that -badly disabled his machine. Although aviators have marked Southern -California as their chosen field from the beginning, because one may fly -there all winter, there was not a place in the city where a specialty -was made of repairing airships. Naturally Mr. Willard sought an -automobile repair shop as the one place most liable to supply his needs. - -The manager shook his head. - -“We know nothing about biplanes,” he confessed. - -“Pardon me, sir,” said Stephen Kane, who was present, “I know something -about airships, and I am sure I can repair Mr. Willard’s, if you will -take the job.” - -The aviator turned to him gratefully. - -“Thank you,” he said; “I’ll put my machine in your hands. What -experience have you had with biplanes of this type?” - -“None at all,” was the answer; “but I am sure you will not find an -experienced airship man in this city. I’ve studied the devices, though, -ever since Montgomery made his first flights, and as we have all the -requisite tools and machinery here I am sure, with your assistance and -direction, I can readily put your machine into perfect condition.” - -He did, performing the work excellently. Before long another biplane -needed repairs, and Stephen was recommended by Mr. Willard. Later a -Curtiss machine came under Steve’s hands, and then an Antoinette -monoplane. The manager raised the young fellow’s salary, proud that he -had a man competent to repair these new-fangled inventions which were -creating such a stir throughout the country. - -Stephen Kane might have continued to follow the calling of an expert -aëroplane doctor with marked success, had he been an ordinary young -mechanic. But the air castles he had built at college were not all -dissipated, as yet, and aside from possessing decided talent as a -workman Steve had an inventive genius that promised great things for his -future. By the time he had taken a half dozen different aëroplanes apart -and repaired them he had a thorough knowledge of their construction and -requirements, and the best of them seemed to him wholly inadequate for -the purpose for which they were planned. - -“The fact is, Ris,” he said to Orissa one evening, after he had been -poring over a book on air currents, “the airships of to-day are all -experimental, and chock full of mistakes. No two are anywhere near -alike, and each man thinks he has the only correct mechanism.” - -“But they fly,” answered the girl, who was keenly interested in the -subject of aviation and had twice been down to the shop to examine the -aëroplanes Steve was repairing. - -“So they do; they fly, after a fashion,” admitted the young man, “which -fully proves the thing can be accomplished. But present machines are all -too complicated, and the planes seem to have been shaped by guesswork, -rather than common sense. They fuss with motors and propellers and -ignore the sustaining mechanism, which is the most vital principle of -all. Some day we shall see the sky full of successful aviators, and -flying will be as common as automobiling now is; but when that time -comes we shall laugh at the crude devices they brag of to-day.” - -“That may be true,” returned the girl, thoughtfully; “but isn’t it true -of every great invention, that the first models are imperfect?” - -“Quite true,” said he. “I can make a better biplane than any I have -seen, but I admit that had I not had the advantage of seeing any I might -have blundered as all the rest seem to have done.” - -“Why don’t you make one, Steve?” asked Orissa impulsively. “If aviation -is going to become general the man who builds the best aëroplane will -make his fortune.” - -Steve flushed and rose to tramp up and down the room before he answered. -Then he stopped before his sister and said in low, intense accents: - -“I long to make one, Orissa! The idea has taken possession of my -thoughts until it has almost driven me crazy. I can make a machine that -will fly better and be more safe and practical than either the Wright or -Curtiss machines. But the thing is impossible. I—I haven’t the money.” - -Orissa sat staring at the rug for a long time. Finally she asked: - -“How much money would it take, Steve?” - -He hesitated. - -“I don’t know. I’ve never figured it out. What’s the use?” - -“There is use in everything,” declared his sister, calmly. “Get to work -and figure. Find out how much you need, and then we’ll see if we can -manage it.” - -He gazed at her as if bewildered. Then he turned and left the room -without a word. - -A few evenings later he handed her an estimate. - -“I think it could be done for three thousand dollars,” he remarked. -“Which means, of course, it can’t be done at all.” - -Orissa took the paper without replying and pondered over it for several -days. She was only seventeen, but had inherited her father’s clear, -business-grasping mind, and would have been an essentially practical -girl had not her youth and inexperience lent her some illusions that -time would dissipate. - -Stephen posed as the “head of the family;” but Orissa really directed -its finances, poor Mrs. Kane being so helpless that her children never -depended upon her for counsel but on the contrary kept all business -matters from her, lest she worry over them. The one maid employed in the -bungalow served Mrs. Kane almost exclusively, while Orissa always had -devoted much time to her mother, who had been stricken blind at the time -of her daughter’s birth. - -One evening, when brother and sister were in the garden together, the -girl said: - -“I believe I have discovered a plan that will permit you to build your -airship. What is it to be, Steve; a biplane or a monoplane?” - -“Let me hear your plan,” was the eager reply. - -“Well, I’ve been to see Mr. Wentworth, and he will advance us fifteen -hundred on our orange crop, by discounting the price ten per cent. He -came and looked at the trees and said they were safe to pay us at least -twenty-three hundred dollars next February.” - -“But—Orissa!—how could we live, with our income cut down that way—to a -mere seven or eight hundred dollars?” - -“I’m going to work,” she said quietly. “I’m tired of doing nothing but -dig around the garden and cook. Mamma doesn’t need me, at least during -the day, so I’m going into business.” - -Steve smiled. - -“_You_ work, Orissa? What on earth could you do?” - -“I’ll find something to do. And my salary, added to yours, will make up -for the loss of the orange money. We must economize, of course; but when -we’ve such a big deal on hand—one that will make our fortune—we can put -up with a few temporary discomforts.” - -“But fifteen hundred won’t build the thing, that is certain,” he said, -with a sigh. “I’ve got to construct an entirely new motor—engine and -all—and some original propellers and elevators, and the patterns and -castings for these will be rather expensive.” - -“Well, by the time the fifteen hundred are gone,” she replied, “you will -know exactly how much more money is needed, and we will mortgage the -place for that amount.” - -“Rubbish!” cried Stephen, impatiently. “I won’t listen an instant to -such a wild plan. Suppose I fail?” - -“Oh, if you’re going to fail we won’t undertake it,” said his sister. -“You claimed you could make a better airship than the Curtiss or the -Wright—either one of which is worth a fortune—and I believed you. If you -were only joking, Steve, we won’t talk of it any more.” - -“I wasn’t joking; or bragging, either; you know that, Orissa. I’m pretty -sure of my idea; but it’s untried. I’ve bought all the books on aviation -I can find and I’ve been reading of Professor Montgomery’s discovery of -the laws of air currents and his theories concerning them. They’re only -primers, dear, for the science of aviation is as yet unwritten. That is -why I cannot speak with perfect assurance; but the more I look into the -thing the more positive I am that I’ve hit upon the right idea of aërial -navigation.” - -“What is your idea?” she asked. - -“To simplify the construction of the craft. The present devices are all -too complicated and keep the aviator too busy while he’s in the air.” - -“In other words, he’s all up in the air while he’s up in the air,” she -remarked. - -“Precisely. Most of his time is required to maintain a lateral balance, -so as not to tip over or lose control. I’m to have a simpler -construction, an automatic balance, and a plane only large enough to -support the machinery and the aviator.” - -“If you can manage that,” said Orissa, “we’re not taking any chances.” - -He sat with furrowed brow, thinking deeply. Finally he said in a -decisive way: - -“Nothing is certain until it is accomplished. I won’t take the risk of -making you and mother paupers. Please don’t speak of the thing again, -Ris.” - -Orissa didn’t; but Steve did, about a month later. A great aviation meet -had been arranged at Dominguez Field, near Los Angeles and only a few -miles from their own home. The event, which was destined to be an epoch -in the history of aviation, brought many famous aviators to the city -with their machines, among them a Frenchman named Paulhan, with whom -Stephen soon became acquainted. An examination of Paulhan’s machine, a -Farman of the latest type, which had already performed marvels, served -to convince the boy that his own ideas were not only practical but -destined soon to be discovered and applied by someone else if he himself -failed to take advantage of the time and opportunity to utilize them. -With that argument to calm any misgivings that he might perhaps fail, -coupled with an eagerness to build his invention that drove him to -forsake caution, Steve went to Orissa one day and said: - -“All right, dear; I’m going to undertake the thing. Can you still get -Mr. Wentworth to advance the money?” - -“I think so,” she replied. - -“Then get it, and I’ll start work at once. The drawings are already -complete,” and he showed them to her, neatly traced in comprehensive -detail. - -Most girls would have been bewildered by the technicalities and passed -the drawings with a glance; but Orissa understood how important to them -all this venture was destined to be, so she sat down and studied the -designs minutely, making her brother explain anything she found the -least puzzling. By this time the girl had made herself familiar with the -latest modern improvements in aëroplanes and had personally examined -several of the best devices, so she was able to catch the true value of -Stephen’s idea and immediately became as enthusiastic as he was. - -The money was raised and placed by Stephen in a bank where he could draw -upon it as he needed it. Mrs. Kane concurred mildly in the plans when -they were explained to her, being accustomed to lean upon Orissa and -Stephen and to accept their judgment without protest. Aviation was all -Greek to the poor woman and she did not bother her head trying to -understand why people wanted to fly, or how they might accomplish their -desire. - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - CHAPTER III - - THE KANE AIRCRAFT - - -Stephen set up his workshop at home, devoting his evenings to the new -aëroplane. Progress was necessarily slow, as four or five hours out of -each twenty-four were all he could devote to his enterprise. - -The boy was still employed in this manner when the Aviation Meet was -held at Dominguez Field and Paulhan accomplished the wonderful flights -that made him world famous. Of course, Orissa and Stephen were present -and did not miss a single event. On the grand stand beside them sat a -young fellow Stephen had often met at the automobile shop, a chauffeur -named Arch Hoxsey. It was the first time Hoxsey had ever seen an -aëroplane, and neither he nor Stephen could guess that within one year -this novice would become the greatest aviator in all the world. These -are days when, comet-like, a heretofore unknown aviator appears, -accomplishes marvels and disappears, eclipsed by some new master of the -art of flying. It is the same way with aëroplanes; the leading one -to-day is within a brief period destined to be surpassed by a greatly -improved machine. - -The enthusiasm of the Kanes rose to fever heat in witnessing this -exhibition, at the time the most remarkable ever held in the annals of -aviation. Afterward they counseled together very seriously and agreed -that it would be better for Steve to resign his position at the shop and -devote his whole time to his aëroplane, in which he had now more -confidence than ever. - -He applied for patents on his various devices and the complete machine, -being fearful that someone else might adopt his ideas before he could -finish his first aëroplane; yet at the same time he observed the utmost -secrecy as to the work on which he was engaged and admitted no person -except Orissa to the garden, where he had set up his hangar and shop. - -The girl had been for some time persistently seeking employment, for now -that Steve had ceased to be a breadwinner it was more important than -ever for her to earn money. By good fortune she was engaged by Mr. -Burthon as his secretary the very week following her brother’s -retirement. - -Steve’s expenses were growing greater, however, and Orissa began -figuring on “ways and means.” Their life in this retired place was so -simple that she believed her mother could do without the maid and -questioned her on the subject. Mrs. Kane declared she preferred to be -alone, if Orissa felt she could prepare the breakfasts and dinners -unaided. Luncheons at home were very plain affairs and Steve readily -agreed to come into the house at noon and get a bite for himself and his -mother. So the maid was dismissed and a considerable expense eliminated. - -During the summer construction of the airship progressed more rapidly -and, after the motors were completed and tested and found to be nearly -perfect, Steve began to model the planes and perfect his automatic -balance. - -It was hard work sometimes for Orissa to sit in the office and keep her -mind on her work when she knew her brother was completing or testing -some important detail of the aëroplane, but she held herself in rigid -restraint and succeeded in giving satisfaction to her employer. - -On the August afternoon on which our story opens Stephen Kane was to -begin the final assembling of the parts of his machine, after which he -could test it in real flight. He needed Orissa’s assistance to help him -handle some of the huge ribbed planes, and so she had promised to come -home early. - -It was not long before she entered the hangar, arrayed in her old -gingham, which allowed her to move freely. The two became so interested -that Mrs. Kane almost missed her dinner in spite of the girl’s promise; -but Orissa did manage to tear herself away from the fascinating task -long enough to prepare the meal and serve it. Steve came in and tried to -eat, for he was at a point where he could do nothing without his -sister’s help; but neither of them was able to swallow more than a -morsel, and as quickly as possible hurried back to their work. - -Mrs. Kane, although totally blind, knew her way about the house -perfectly and was able to take care of herself in nearly all ways; so -when bedtime came she abandoned her monotonous knitting, played a few -pieces on the pianoforte—one of her few amusements—and then calmly -retired for the night. She never worried over the “children,” believing -they were competent to care for themselves. - -It was long past midnight before Steve got to a point where he could -continue without Orissa. “In about three days more,” he said, as they -washed up and prepared to adjourn to the house, “I will be able to make -my first flight. Shall we wait till Sunday, Ris, or will you take a day -off?” - -“Oh, not Sunday,” she replied. However eager her brother might be she -had never yet allowed him to work a moment on a Sunday, and Steve -deferred to her wishes in this regard. “We’re pretty busy at the office -and Mr. Burthon was inclined to be a little cranky to-day; but I’ll -manage it somehow, just as soon as you are ready.” - -“What sort of a fellow is Burthon?” asked her brother, somewhat -curiously. - -“Why, he stands well in the business world, I’m told, and is very -successful in handling large tracts of real estate,” she replied. “Also, -he seems a gentleman by birth and breeding, yet a queerer man I never -met. His chief peculiarity is in being very absent-minded, but he does -other odd things. Yesterday he refused to sell a piece of land to a -customer because he did not like him, and he told the man so with rude -frankness. One day I discovered he had cheated another man out of six -hundred dollars. I called his attention to what I described as a -‘mistake,’ and he said he robbed the man on purpose, because he had been -snobbish and overbearing. He gave the six hundred dollars to a poor -woman to build her a house with, saying to me that he had once committed -a serious crime for which this was in part penance, and soon after he -platted a lot of swamp land down near San Pedro and advertised it as -‘desirable residence property.’ Really, Steve, I can’t quite make out -Mr. Burthon.” - -“He seems to have good and bad points, from what you say,” observed her -brother, “and I judge the two qualities are about evenly mixed. Is he -nice to you, Ris?” - -“He is always polite and respectful, but most of the time he doesn’t -know I’m in existence. When he gets one of his absorbed fits his eyes -look right through me, as if I wasn’t there.” - -“Perhaps he is thinking out some big schemes. Is he a rich man?” - -“He is said to be quite wealthy. But he is an old bachelor, and the girl -across the hall says he lives at a club, goes to the theater every night -and drinks more than is good for him. I hardly believe that last, Steve, -for Mr. Burthon doesn’t look a bit like a drinking man.” - -“Perhaps he’s a morphine fiend. That would make him absent-minded, you -know.” - -“No; when he’s aroused his head is clear as a bell and he drives a -shrewd bargain. Do you know, Steve, I’m inclined to think that speech of -his was in earnest, although he laughed harshly at the time, and -that—that—” - -“That what?” - -“That at some time or other he has committed some crime that worries -him.” - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - CHAPTER IV - - MR. BURTHON IS CONFIDENTIAL - - -Orissa was tired next day and she blundered several times in copying -deeds and attending to the routine of the private office, where she -alone was closeted with the proprietor. But Mr. Burthon would not have -noticed had she set fire to the place, so intent was he upon a bundle of -papers he had brought in with him and to which he devoted his exclusive -attention. - -The girl left him at his desk when she went to lunch and found him -there, still occupied with the papers, when she returned. Several people -wanted to see him personally, but he told Orissa to state he was engaged -and could admit no one. She gave the message to the young man in charge -of the outer office, where several clerks were employed, and they knew -better than to allow anyone to invade Mr. Burthon’s private sanctum. - -At about three o’clock, while she was busy at her desk, the secretary -heard her name spoken and looked up. From his chair Mr. Burthon was -eyeing her observantly. His gaze was clear and intelligent; the -abstracted mood had passed. - -“Come here, please, Miss Kane,” he said. - -She brought her writing pad and sat down beside his desk, as she did -when he dictated his letters; but he shook his head. - -“We’ll not mind the mail to-day,” he said. “I want to talk with you; to -advise with you. Queerly enough, Miss Kane, there isn’t a soul on earth -in whom I can confide when occasion arises. In other words, I haven’t an -intimate friend I can trust, or one who is sincerely interested in me.” - -That embarrassed Orissa a little. Since she had been working at the -office this was the first time he had addressed a remark to her not -connected with the business. Indeed, the man was now regarding her much -as he would a curiosity, as if he had just discovered her. She was -amazed to hear him speak so confidentially and made no reply because she -had nothing to say. - -After a pause he continued: - -“You haven’t much business experience, my child, but you have a keen -intellect and decided opinions.” Orissa wondered how he knew that. -“Therefore I am going to ask your advice in a matter where business is -blended with sentiment. Will you be good enough to give me your candid -opinion?” - -“If you wish me to, sir,” she said, after some hesitation. - -“Thank you, Miss Kane. The case is this: With four others I purchased -some time ago a gold mine in Arizona known as the ‘Queen of Hearts.’ It -cost me about all I am worth—some two hundred thousand dollars.” - -Orissa gasped. It seemed an enormous sum. But he continued, speaking -calmly and clearly: - -“I thought at the time the mine was surely worth a million. I went to -see it and found the ore exceedingly rich. The others, who purchased the -Queen of Hearts with me, were equally deceived, for just recently we -have discovered that the rich vein was either very narrow or was placed -there by those we purchased from, with the intention of defrauding us. -In either case, please understand that the mine is not worth a cotton -hat. We are a stock company, and our stock is listed on the exchange and -commands a high premium, for no one except the owners knows the truth -about it. The general idea is that the mine is still producing -largely—and it is—for, to protect ourselves until we can unload it on to -others, we have secretly purchased rich ore elsewhere, dumped it into -the mine, and then taken it out again.” - -He paused, drumming absently on the desk with his fingers, and Orissa -asked: - -“What is the object of that deception, sir?” - -“To maintain the public delusion until we can sell out. And now I come -to the point of my story, Miss Kane. Gold mines, even as rich as the -Queen of Hearts is reputed to be, are not easy to sell. I have exhausted -all my resources in keeping up this deception and the time has come when -I must sell or become bankrupt. The other stockholders have smaller -interests and are wealthier men, but each one is striving hard to secure -a customer. I have found one.” - -He looked up and smiled at her; then he frowned. - -“The man is my brother-in-law,” he added. - -Orissa was getting nervous, but waited for him to continue. - -“This brother-in-law is a man I detest. He married my only sister and -did not treat her well. He is a notorious gambler and confidence man, -although perhaps he would not admit that is his profession. At all -events he had the assurance to sneer at me and abuse my sister, and I -was powerless at the time to interfere. Fortunately the poor woman died -several years ago. Since then I have not seen much of Cumberford, for he -lives in the East. He came out here last month on some small business -matter and has gone crazy over the Queen of Hearts mine. He hunted me up -and asked if I’d sell part of my stock. I told him I would sell all or -none. So he has been getting his money together and has raised two -hundred and fifty thousand dollars—the sum I demanded.” - -Orissa was looking at him wonderingly. The story seemed incredible. -Perhaps Mr. Burthon saw the dismay and reproach in her eyes, for he -asked: - -“What do you think of this deal, Miss Kane? Am I not fortunate?” - -“But—would you _really_ sell a worthless property to this man—your own -brother-in-law—and—and steal a fortune from him?” she inquired. - -The man flushed and shifted uneasily in his seat. - -“He abused my sister,” he said, as if defending himself. - -“The property is worthless,” she persisted. - -“He can hustle around and sell it again, as I am doing.” - -“Suppose he fails? Suppose he refuses to do such a wicked thing?” - -Mr. Burthon stared at her a moment. Then he laughed harshly. - -“Cumberford would delight in such a ‘wicked’ game,” he replied. “And, if -he failed to sell, the scoundrel would be ruined, for I believe this two -hundred and fifty thousand is about all he’s worth.” - -“It’s dreadful!” exclaimed the girl, really shocked. - -“It is done every day in a business way,” he rejoined. - -“Then why did you ask my advice?” demanded the girl, quickly. Before -answering he waited to drum on the desk with his fingers again. - -“Because,” said he, speaking slowly, “I dislike this man so passionately -that I have wondered if the hatred blinds my judgment. He may be -dangerous, too, yet I think he is too much of a fool to be able to -injure me in retaliation. I don’t know him very well. I’ve not seen him -before for years.” He paused, taking note of the horror spreading over -the girl’s face. Then he smiled and added in a gentler voice: “Perhaps -my chief reason, however, for seeking your advice is that I find I have -still a conscience. Yes, yes; a troublesome conscience. I have been -suppressing it for years, yet like Banquo’s ghost it will not down. My -business judgment determines me to unload this worthless stock and save -myself from the loss of my entire fortune. I must do it. It is like a -man taking unawares a counterfeit coin, and then, discovering it is -spurious, passing it on to some innocent victim. You might do that -yourself, Miss Kane.” - -“I do not believe I would.” - -“Well, most people would, and think it no crime. In this case I’m -merely passing a counterfeit, that I received innocently, on to -another innocent. If the fact is ever known my business friends will -applaud me. But that obstinate conscience of mine keeps asking the -question: ‘Is it safe?’ It asserts that I am filled with glee because -I am selling to a man I hate—a man who has indirectly injured me. I am -to get revenge as well as save my money. Safe? Of course it’s safe. -Yet my—er—conscience—the still small voice—keeps digging at me to be -careful. It doesn’t seem to like the idea of dealing with Cumberford, -and has been annoying me for several days. So I thought I would put -the case to a young, pure-minded girl who has a clear head and is -honest. I imagined you would tell me to go ahead. Then I could afford -to laugh at cautious Mr. Conscience.” - -“No,” said Orissa, gravely, “the conscience is right. But you -misunderstand its warning. It doesn’t mean that the act is not safe from -a worldly point of view, but from a moral standpoint. You could not -respect yourself, Mr. Burthon, if you did this thing.” - -He sighed and turned to his papers. Orissa hesitated. Then, impulsively, -she asked: - -“You won’t do it, sir; will you?” - -“Yes, Miss Kane; I think I shall.” - -His tone had changed. It was now hard and cold. - -“Mr. Cumberford will call here to-morrow morning at nine, to consummate -the deal,” he continued. “See that we are not disturbed, Miss Kane.” - -“But, sir—” - -He turned upon her almost fiercely, but at sight of her distressed, -downcast face a kindlier look came to his eyes. - -“Remember that the alternative would be ruin,” he said gently. “I would -be obliged to give up my business—these offices—and begin life anew. You -would lose your position, and—” - -“Oh, I won’t mind that!” she exclaimed. - -“Don’t you care for it, then?” - -“Yes; for I need the money I earn. But to do right will not ruin either -of us, sir.” - -“Perhaps not; but I’m not going to do right—as you see it. I shall -follow my business judgment.” - -Orissa was indignant. - -“I shall save you from yourself, then,” she cried, standing before him -like an accusing angel. “I warn you now, Mr. Burthon, that when Mr. -Cumberford calls I shall tell him the truth about your mine, and then he -will not buy it.” - -He looked at her curiously, reflectively, for a long time, as if he -beheld for the first time some rare and admirable thing. The man was not -angered. He seemed not even annoyed by her threat. But after that period -of disconcerting study he turned again to his desk. - -“Thank you, Miss Kane. That is all.” - -She went back to her post, trembling nervously from the excitement of -the interview, and tried to put her mind on her work. Mr. Burthon was -wholly unemotional and seemed to have forgotten her presence. But, a -half hour later, when he thrust the papers into his pocket, locked his -desk and took his hat to go, he paused beside his secretary, gazed -earnestly into her face a moment and then abruptly turned away. - -“Good night, Miss Kane,” he said, and his voice seemed to dwell tenderly -on her name. - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - CHAPTER V - - BETWEEN MAN AND MAN—AND A GIRL - - -That night Orissa confided the whole story to Steve. Her brother -listened thoughtfully and then inquired: - -“Will you really warn Mr. Cumberford, Ris?” - -“I—I ought to,” she faltered. - -“Then do,” he returned. “To my notion Burthon is playing a mean trick on -the fellow, and no good business man would either applaud or respect him -for it. Your employer is shifty, Orissa; I’m sure of it; if I were you -I’d put a stop to his game no matter what came of it.” - -“Very well, Steve; I’ll do it. But I don’t believe Mr. Burthon means to -be a bad man. His plea about his conscience proves that. But—but—” - -“It’s worse for a man to realize he’s doing wrong, and then do it, than -if he were too hardened to have any conscience at all,” asserted Steve -oracularly. - -“And if I let him do this wrong act I would be as guilty as he,” she -added. - -“That’s true, Ris. You’ll lose your job, sure enough, but there will be -another somewhere just as good.” - -So, when Mr. Burthon’s secretary went to the office next morning she was -keyed up to do the most heroic deed that had ever come to her hand. -Whatever the consequences might be, the girl was determined to waylay -Mr. Cumberford when he arrived and tell him the truth about the Queen of -Hearts. - -But he did not come to the office at nine o’clock. Neither had Mr. -Burthon arrived at that time. Orissa, her heart beating with trepidation -but strong in resolve, watched the clock nearing the hour, passing it, -and steadily ticking on in the silence of the office. The outer room was -busy this morning, and in the broker’s absence his secretary was called -upon to perform many minor tasks; but her mind was more upon the clock -than upon her work. - -Ten o’clock came. Eleven. At half past eleven the door swung open and -Mr. Burthon ushered in a strange gentleman whom Orissa at once decided -was Mr. Cumberford. He was extremely tall and thin and stooped somewhat -as he walked. He had a long, grizzled mustache, wore gold-rimmed -eyeglasses and carried a gold-headed cane. From his patent leather shoes -to his chamois gloves he was as neat and sleek as if about to attend a -reception. - -Observing the presence of a young lady the stranger at once removed his -hat, showing his head to be perfectly bald. - -“Sit down, Cumberford,” said Mr. Burthon, carelessly. - -As he obeyed, Orissa, her face flaming red, advanced to a position -before him and exclaimed in a pleading voice: - -“Oh, sir, do not buy Mr. Burthon’s mine, I beg of you!” - -The man stared at her with faded gray eyes which were enlarged by the -lenses of his spectacles. Mr. Burthon smiled, seemed interested, and -watched the scene with evident amusement. - -“Why not, my child?” asked Mr. Cumberford. - -“Because it is worthless—absolutely worthless!” she declared. - -He turned to the other man. - -“Eh, Burthon?” he muttered, inquiringly. - -“Miss Kane believes she is speaking the truth,” said the broker -jauntily. - -“Oh, she does. And you, Burthon?” - -“I? Why, I’m of the same opinion.” - -Mr. Cumberford took out his handkerchief, removed his glasses and -polished the lenses with a thoughtful air. Orissa was trembling with -nervousness. - -“Don’t buy the Queen of Hearts, sir; it would ruin you,” she repeated -earnestly. - -He breathed upon the glasses and wiped them carefully. - -“You interest me,” he remarked. “But, the fact is, I—er—I’ve bought it.” - -“Already!” - -“At nine o’clock, according to agreement. Burthon sent word he’d come to -my hotel instead of meeting me at his office, as first planned.” - -“Oh, I see!” cried Orissa, much disappointed. “He knew I would prevent -the crime.” - -“Crime, miss?” - -“Is it not a crime to rob you of two hundred and fifty thousand -dollars?” - -“It would be, of course. I should dislike to lose so much money.” - -“You have lost it!” declared the girl. “That mine has no gold in it at -all—except what has been bought elsewhere and placed in it to deceive a -purchaser.” - -Mr. Cumberford replaced his glasses, adjusting them carefully upon his -nose. Then he stared at Orissa again. - -“You’re an honest young woman,” he said calmly. “I’m much obliged. You -interest me. But—ahem!—Burthon has my money, you see.” - -Mr. Burthon’s expression had changed. He was now regarding his -brother-in-law with a curious and puzzled gaze. - -“You’re not angry, Cumberford?” he asked. - -“No, Burthon.” - -“You’re not even annoyed, I take it?” This with something of a sneer. - -“No, Burthon.” - -Both Orissa and her employer were amazed. Looking from one to another, -Mr. Cumberford’s waxen features relaxed into a smile. - -“I’ve placed my Queen of Hearts stock in a safety deposit vault,” he -remarked blandly. - -“I have deposited your money in my bank,” retorted Mr. Burthon, -triumphantly. - -“Excellent!” said the other. “The thing interests me—indeed it does. You -couldn’t purchase that stock from me at this moment, Burthon, for twice -the sum I paid you.” - -“No? And why not?” - -“I’ll tell you. I had not intended to refer to the matter just yet, but -this young woman’s exposé of your attempted trickery induces me to -explain matters. You have always taken me for a fool, Burthon.” - -“I’ve tried to place a proper value on your intellect, Cumberford.” - -“You have little talent in that line, believe me. Before I came out here -I had heard such glowing reports of the Queen of Hearts that I stopped -off in Arizona to see the wonderful mine. The manager was very polite -and showed me about, but somehow I got a notion that all was not square -and aboveboard. I’ve always been interested in mines; they fascinate me; -and if this mine was as rich as reported I wanted some of the stock. But -I imagined things looked a little queer, so I sent a confidential -agent—fellow named Brewster, who has been with me for years—to hire out -as a miner and keep his eyes open. He soon discovered the truth—that the -mine was being ‘salted’ or fed with outside gold ore in precisely the -way this girl has stated.” - -He turned to Orissa with a profound bow, then looked toward Burthon -again. “The thing interested me. I wondered why, and wired my man to -stay on a little longer, till I had time to think it over. I—er—think -very slowly. Very. In a few days Brewster telegraphed me the startling -intelligence that the mine had actually struck a new lead, with ore far -richer than the first showing, although that had made the Queen of -Hearts famous. My man had been sent to the telegraph office with -messages from the manager to Mr. Burthon and the four other -stockholders; but poor Brewster’s memory is bad, and he forgot to send a -telegram to anyone but me. Of course the great strike—er—interested me. -I instructed Brewster over the telegraph wire. At a cost of five -thousand dollars we bribed the manager to keep the valuable strike -secret for ten days. He’s an honest man, and I shall retain him in the -office. The ten days expire to-night. Meantime, I’ve purchased the -stock.” - -Mr. Burthon sprang to his feet, white with anger. - -“You scoundrel!” he shouted. - -“Don’t get excited, Burthon. This is a mere business incident, between -man and man—and a girl.” Another bow toward Orissa. “You tried to rob -me, sir, and sneered when you thought you had succeeded. I haven’t -robbed you, for I paid your price; but I’ve made a very neat investment. -My stock is worth a million at this moment. Interesting, isn’t it?” - -Mr. Burthon recovered himself with an effort and sat down again. - -“Very well,” he said a little thickly. “As you say, it’s all in the way -of business. Good day, Cumberford.” - -The other man arose and faced Orissa, who stood by wholly bewildered by -this unexpected development. - -“Thank you again, my child. Your name? Orissa Kane. I’ll remember it. -You tried to do me a kindness. Interesting—very!” - -Without another glance at Mr. Burthon he put on his hat, walked out and -closed the door softly behind him. - -Orissa looked up and found the broker’s eyes regarding her intently. - -“I—I’m sorry, sir,” she stammered; “but I had to do it, to satisfy my -conscience. I suppose I am dismissed?” - -“No, indeed, Miss Kane,” he returned in kindly tones. “An honest -secretary is too rare an acquisition to be dismissed without just cause. -Having told you what I did, I could expect you to act in no other way.” - -“And, after all, sir,” she said, brightening at the thought, “you did -not rob him! Yet you saved your fortune.” - -He made a slight grimace, and then laughed frankly. - -“Had I taken your advice,” he rejoined, “I should now be worth a -million.” - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - CHAPTER VI - - A BUCKING BIPLANE - - -Stephen Kane had scarcely slept a wink for three nights. When Orissa -came home Thursday evening he met her at the car with the news that his -aëroplane was complete. - -“I’ve been adjusting it and testing the working parts all the -afternoon,” he said, his voice tense with effort to restrain his -excitement, “and I’m ready for the trial whenever you say.” - -“All right, Steve,” she replied briskly; “it begins to be daylight at -about half past four, this time of year; shall we make the trial at that -hour to-morrow morning?” - -“I couldn’t wait _longer_ than that,” he admitted, pressing her arm as -they walked along. “My idea is to take it into old Marston’s pasture.” - -“Isn’t the bull there?” she inquired. - -“Not now. Marston has kept the bull shut up the past few days. And it’s -the best place for the trial, for there’s lots of room.” - -“Let’s take a look at it, Steve!” she said, hastening her steps. - -In the big, canvas covered shed reposed the aëroplane, its spreading -white sails filling the place almost to the very edges. It was neither a -monoplane nor a biplane, according to accepted ideas of such machines, -but was what Steve called “a story-and-a-half flyer.” - -“That is, I hope it’s a flyer,” he amended, while Orissa stared with -admiring eyes, although she already knew every stick and stitch by -heart. - -“Of course it’s a flyer!” she exclaimed. “I wouldn’t be afraid to mount -to the moon in that airship.” - -“All that witches need is a broomstick,” he said playfully. “But perhaps -you’re not that sort of a witch, little sister.” - -“What shall we call it, Steve?” she asked, seriously. “Of course it’s a -biplane, because there are really two planes, one being above the other; -but it is not in the same class with other biplanes. We must have a -distinctive name for it.” - -“I’ve thought of calling it the ‘Kane Aircraft,’” he answered. “How does -that strike you?” - -“It has an original sound,” Orissa said. “Oh, Steve! couldn’t we try it -to-night? It’s moonlight.” - -He shook his head quickly, smiling at her enthusiasm. - -“I’m afraid not. You’re tired, and have the dinner to get and the day’s -dishes to wash and put away. As for me, I’m so dead for sleep I can -hardly keep my eyes open. I must rest, so as to have a clear head for -to-morrow’s flight.” - -“Shall we say anything to mother about it?” - -“Why need we? It would only worry the dear woman unnecessarily. Whether -I succeed or fail in this trial, it will be time enough to break the -news to her afterward.” - -Orissa agreed with this. Mrs. Kane knew the airship was nearing -completion but was not especially interested in the venture. It seemed -wonderful to her that mankind had at last learned how to fly, and still -more wonderful that her own son was inventing and building an improved -appliance for this purpose; but so many marvelous things had happened -since she became blind that her mind was to an extent inured to -astonishment and she had learned to accept with calm complacency -anything she could not comprehend. - -Brother and sister at last tore themselves away from the fascinating -creation and returned to the house, where Steve, thoroughly exhausted, -fell asleep in his chair while Orissa was preparing dinner. He went to -bed almost immediately after he had eaten and his sister also retired -when her mother did, which was at an early hour. - -But Orissa could not sleep. She lay and dreamed of the great triumph -before them; of the plaudits of enraptured spectators; of Stephen’s name -on every tongue in the civilized world; and, not least by any means, of -the money that would come to them. No longer would the Kanes have to -worry over debts and duebills; the good things of the world would be -theirs, all won by her brother’s cleverness. - -If she slept at all before the gray dawn stole into the sky the girl was -not aware of it. By half past four she had smoking hot coffee ready for -Steve and herself and after hastily drinking it they rushed to the -hangar. - -Steve was bright and alert this morning and declared he had “slept like -a log.” He slid the curtains away from the front of the shed and -solemnly the boy and girl wheeled the big aëroplane out into the garden. -By careful manipulation they steered it between the trees and away to -the fence of Marston’s pasture, which adjoined their own premises at the -rear. To get it past the fence had been Steve’s problem, and he had -arranged to take out a section of the fencing big enough to admit his -machine. This was now but a few minutes’ work, and presently the -aëroplane was on the smooth turf of the pasture. - -They were all alone. There were no near neighbors, and it was early for -any to be astir. - -“One of the most important improvements I have made is my starting -device,” said Steve, as he began a last careful examination of his -aircraft. “All others have a lot of trouble in getting started. The -Wright people erect a tower and windlass, and nearly every other machine -uses a track.” - -“I know,” replied Orissa. “I have seen several men holding the thing -back until the motors got well started and the propellers were whirling -at full speed.” - -“That always struck me as a crude arrangement,” observed her brother. -“Now, in this machine I start the motor whirling an eccentric of the -same resisting power as the propeller, yet it doesn’t affect the -stability of the aëroplane. When I’m ready to start I throw in a clutch -that instantly transfers the power from the eccentric to the -propeller—and away I go like a rocket.” - -As he spoke he kissed his sister and climbed to the seat. - -“Are you afraid, Steve?” she whispered, her beautiful face flushed and -her eyes bright with excitement. - -“Afraid! Of my own machine? Of course not.” - -“Don’t go very high, dear.” - -“We’ll see. I want to give it a thorough test. All right, Ris; I’m off!” - -The motors whirred, steadily accelerating speed while the aëroplane -trembled as if eager to dart away. Steve threw in the clutch; the -machine leaped forward and ran on its wheels across the pasture like a -deer, but did not rise. - -He managed to stop at the opposite fence and when Orissa came running -up, panting, her brother sat in his place staring stupidly ahead. - -“What’s wrong, Steve?” - -He rubbed his head and woke up. - -“The forward elevator, I guess. But I’m sure I had it adjusted -properly.” - -He got down and examined the rudder, giving it another upward tilt. - -“Now I’ll try again,” he said cheerfully. - -They turned the aircraft around and he made another start. This time -Orissa was really terrified, for the thing acted just like a bucking -broncho. It rose to a height of six feet, dove to the ground, rose again -to plunge its nose into the turf and performed such absurd, unexpected -antics that Steve had to cling on for dear life. When he finally managed -to bring it to a halt the rudder was smashed and two ribs of the lower -plane splintered. - -They looked at the invention with dismay, both silent for a time. - -“Of course,” said Steve, struggling to restrain his disappointment, “we -couldn’t expect it to be perfect at the first trial.” - -“No,” agreed Orissa, faintly. - -“But it ought to fly, you know.” - -“Being a flying machine, it ought to,” she said. “Can you mend it, -Steve?” - -“To be sure; but it will take me a little time. To-morrow morning we -will try again.” - -With grave faces they wheeled it back into the garden and the boy -replaced the fence. Then back to the hangar, where Steve put the Kane -Aircraft in its old place and drew the curtains—much as one does at a -funeral. - -“I’m sure to discover what’s wrong,” he told Orissa, regaining courage -as they walked toward the house. “And, if I’ve made a blunder, this is -the time to rectify it. To-morrow it will be sure to fly. Have faith in -me, Ris.” - -“I have,” she replied simply. “I’ll go in and get breakfast now.” - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - CHAPTER VII - - SOMETHING WRONG - - -All that day Orissa was in a state of great depression. Even Mr. Burthon -noticed her woebegone face and inquired if she were ill. The girl had -staked everything on Steve’s success and until now had not permitted a -doubt to creep into her mind. But the behavior of the aircraft was -certainly not reassuring and for the first time she faced the problem of -what would happen if it proved a failure. They would be ruined -financially; the place would have to be sold; worst of all, her -brother’s chagrin and disappointment might destroy his youthful ambition -and leave him a wreck. - -Somehow the girl managed to accomplish her work that day and at evening, -weary and despondent, returned to her home. When she left the car her -step was slow and dragging until Steve came running to meet her. His -face was beaming as he exclaimed: - -“I’ve found the trouble, Ris! It was all my stupidity. I put a pin in -the front elevator while I was working at it, and forgot to take it out -again. No wonder it wouldn’t rise—it just couldn’t!” - -Orissa felt as if a great weight had been lifted from her shoulders. - -“Are you sure it will work now?” she asked breathlessly. - -“It’s bound to work. I’ve planned all right; that I know; and having -built the aircraft to do certain things it can’t fail to do them. -Provided,” he added, more soberly, “I haven’t overlooked something -else.” - -“Are the repairs completed, Steve?” - -“All is in apple-pie order for to-morrow morning’s test.” - -It was a dreadfully long evening for them both, but after going to bed -Orissa was so tired and relieved in spirit that she fell into a deep -sleep that lasted until Steve knocked at her door at early dawn. - -“Saturday morning,” he remarked, as together they went out to the -hangar. “Do you suppose yesterday being Friday had anything to do with -our hard luck?” - -“No; it was only that forgotten pin,” she declared. - -Again they wheeled the aircraft out to Marston’s pasture, and once more -the girl’s heart beat high with hope and excitement. - -Steve took a final look at every part, although he had already inspected -his work with great care. Then he sprang into the seat and said: - -“All right, little sister. Wish me luck!” - -The motor whirred—faster and faster—the clutch gripped the propeller, -and away darted the aircraft. It rolled half way across the pasture, -then lifted and began mounting into the air. Orissa stood with her hands -clasped over her bosom, straining her eyes to watch every detail of the -flight. - -Straight away soared the aircraft, swift as a bird, until it was a mere -speck in the gray sky. The girl could not see the turn, for the circle -made was scarcely noticeable at that distance, but suddenly she was -aware that Steve was returning. The speck became larger, the sails -visible. The young aviator passed over the pasture at a height of a -hundred feet from the ground, circled over their own garden and then -began to descend. As he did so the aircraft assumed a rocking motion, -side to side, which increased so dangerously that Orissa screamed -without knowing that she did so. - -Down came the aëroplane, reaching the earth on a side tilt that crushed -the light planes into kindling wood and a mass of crumpled canvas. Steve -rolled out, stretched his length upon the ground, and lay still. - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - -[Illustration: ORISSA STOOD WITH HANDS CLASPED.] - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - -The sun was just beginning to rise over the orange grove. The deathly -silence that succeeded the wreck of the aircraft was only broken by the -irregular, spasmodic whirr of the motors, which were still going. -Orissa, white and cold, crept in among the debris and shut down the -engines. Then, slowly and reluctantly, she approached the motionless -form of her brother. - -To be alone at such a time and place was dreadful. A few steps from -Steve she halted; then turned and fled toward the garden in sudden -panic. Away from the horrid scene her courage and presence of mind -speedily returned. She caught up a bucket of water that stood in the -shed and lugged it back to the pasture. - -Was Steve dead? She leaned over him, dreading to place her hand upon his -heart, gazing piteously into his set, unresponsive face. - -Pat—pat—patter! - -A rush across the springing turf. - -What was it? - -Orissa straightened up, yelled like an Indian and made a run for the -fence that did full credit to her athletic training. - -For Marston’s big bull was coming—a huge, tawny creature with a temper -that would shame tobasco. He swerved as if to follow the fleeing girl, -but then the draggled planes of the aircraft defied him and he changed -his mind to charge this new and unknown enemy—perhaps with the same -disposition that Don Quixote attacked the windmill. - -Orissa shrieked again, for the enormous beast bounded directly over -Steve’s prostrate body and with bowed head and tail straight as a -pointer dog’s rushed at the aëroplane. The sails shivered, collapsed, -rolled in billows like the waves of the ocean, and amid them the -struggling bull went down, tangled himself in the wires and became a -helpless prisoner. - -The girl, who was sobbing hysterically, heard herself laugh aloud and -was inexpressibly shocked. The bull bellowed with rage but was so wound -around with guy-wires that this was the extent of his power. Turning her -eyes from the beast to Steve she gave a shout of joy, for her brother -was sitting up and rubbing his leg with one hand and his head with the -other, while he stared bewildered at the wreck of his aëroplane, from -which the head of the bull protruded. - -Orissa ran up, wringing her hands, and asked: - -“Are you much hurt, dear?” - -“I—I’ve gone crazy!” he answered, despairingly. “Seems as if the -aircraft was transformed into the mummy of a—a—brute beast! Don’t laugh, -Ris. Wh—what’s wrong with me—with my eyes? Tell me!” - -She threw herself down upon the grass and laughed until she cried, -Steve’s reproachful glances having no particle of effect in restraining -her. When at last she could control herself she sat up and wiped her -eyes, saying: - -“Forgive me, dear, it’s—it’s so funny! But,” suddenly grave and anxious, -“are you badly hurt? Is anything—broken?” - -“Nothing but my heart,” he replied dolefully. - -“Oh; that!” she said, relieved. - -“Just look at that mess!” he wailed, pointing to the aircraft. “What has -happened to it?” - -“The bull,” she answered. “But don’t be discouraged, dear; the thing -flew beautifully.” - -“The bull?” - -“No; the aircraft. But as for the bull, I’m bound to say he did his -best. How in the world shall we get him out of there, Steve?” - -“I—I think I’m dazed, Ris,” he murmured, feeling his head again. “Can’t -you help me to—understand?” - -So she told him the whole story, Stephen sighing and shaking his head as -he glared at the bull and the bull glared at him. Afterward the boy made -an effort to rise, and Orissa leaned down and assisted him. When he got -to his feet she held him until he grew stronger and could stand alone. - -“I’m so grateful you were not killed,” his sister whispered. “Nothing -else matters since you have so miraculously escaped.” - -“Killed?” said Steve; “why, it was only a tumble, Ris. But the bull is a -more serious complication. I suppose the aircraft was badly damaged, -from what you say, before the bull got it; but now it’s a hopeless -mess.” - -“Oh, no,” she returned, encouragingly. “If he hasn’t smashed the motor -we won’t mind the rest of the damage. Do you think we can untangle him?” - -They approached the animal, who by this time was fully subdued and -whined apologetically to be released. Steve got his nippers and cut wire -after wire until suddenly the animal staggered to his feet, gave a -terrified bellow and dashed down the field with a dozen yards of plane -cloth wound around his neck. - -“Good riddance!” cried Orissa. “I don’t think he’ll ever bother us -again.” - -Steve was examining the wreck. He tested the motors and found that -neither the fall nor the bull had damaged them in the least. But there -was breakage enough, aside from this, to make him groan disconsolately. - -“The flight was wonderful,” commented his sister, watching his face -anxiously. “Nothing could work more perfectly than the Kane Aircraft did -until—until—the final descent. What caused the rocking, Steve?” - -“A fault of the lateral balance. My automatic device refused to work, -and before I knew it I had lost control.” - -She stood gazing thoughtfully down at the wreck. Her brother had really -invented a flying machine, of that there was no doubt. She had seen it -fly—seen it soar miles through the air—and knew that a certain degree of -success had been obtained. There was something wrong, to be sure; there -usually is with new inventions; but wrongs can be righted. - -“I’ve succeeded in a lot of things,” her brother was saying, -reflectively. “The engines, the propeller and elevator are all good, and -decided improvements on the old kinds. The starting device works -beautifully and will soon be applied to every airship made. Only the -automatic balance failed me, and I believe I know how to remedy that -fault.” - -“Do you suppose the machine can be rebuilt?” she asked. - -“Assuredly. And the automatic balance perfected. The trouble is, Orissa, -it will take a lot more money to do it, and we’ve already spent the last -cent we could raise. It’s hard luck. Here is a certain fortune within -our grasp, if we could perfect the thing, and our only stumbling block -is the lack of a few dollars.” - -Having reviewed in her mind all the circumstances of Steve’s successful -flight the girl knew that he spoke truly. Comparing the aircraft with -other machines she had seen and studied at the aviation meet she -believed her brother’s invention was many strides in advance of them -all. - -“The question of securing the money is something we must seriously -consider,” she said. “In some way it will be raised, of course. But just -now our chief problem is how to get this ruin back to the hangar.” - -“That will be my job,” declared Steve, his courage returning. “There are -few very big pieces left to remove, and by taking things apart I shall -be able to get it all into the shed. The day’s doings are over, Ris. Get -breakfast and then go to your work. After I’ve stored this rubbish I’ll -take a run into town myself, and look for a job. The aviation jig is -up—for the present, at least.” - -“Don’t do anything hurriedly, Steve,” protested the girl. “Work on the -aircraft for a day or two, just as if we had money to go ahead with. -That will give me time to think. To-night, when I come home, we will -talk of this again.” - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - CHAPTER VIII - - MR. BURTHON’S PROPOSITION - - -Saturday was a busy day at the office. They did not close early, but -rather later than on other days, and Orissa found plenty of work to -occupy her. But always there remained in her thoughts the problem of how -to obtain money for Steve, and she racked her brain to find some -practical solution. - -Mr. Burthon was in a mellow mood to-day. Since the sale of his mining -stock he had been less abstracted and moody than before, and during the -afternoon, having just handed Orissa several deeds of land to copy, he -noticed her pale, drawn face and said: - -“You look tired, Miss Kane.” - -She gave him one of her sweet, bright smiles in payment for the kindly -tone. - -“I _am_ tired,” she returned. “For two mornings I have been up at four -o’clock.” - -“Anyone ill at home?” he asked quickly. - -“No, sir.” - -Suddenly it occurred to her that he might assist in unraveling the -problem. She turned to him and said: - -“Can you spare me a few minutes, Mr. Burthon? I—I want to ask your -advice.” - -He glanced at her curiously and sat down in a chair facing her. - -“Tell me all about it,” he said encouragingly. “Not long ago it was I -asking for advice, and you were good enough to favor me. Now it is -logically your turn.” - -“My brother,” said she, “has invented an airship.” - -He gave a little start of surprise and an eager look spread over his -face. Then he smiled at her tolerantly. - -“All the world has gone crazy over aviation,” he remarked. “I, myself, -witnessed the flights at Dominguez Field and became strongly impressed -with the desire to fly. I suppose your brother contracted the fever, -too, and has made a model he thinks will float in the air.” - -“Oh, it is not a model,” she gravely replied. “Stephen is an expert -mechanic and has worked on many of the most famous aëroplanes in the -country. He has recently built a complete airship of his own, and this -morning I watched him make a very successful flight in it.” - -“Indeed?” he exclaimed, the eager look returning. “There is money in a -good airship, Miss Kane. This is the psychological moment to forge ahead -in aviation, which will soon become the world’s popular mode of transit. -It is easy to build an airship; yes. Perhaps I could build one myself. -But where many will try, many will fail.” - -“And some will succeed,” she added, smiling. - -He examined her expressive face with interest. - -“Please tell me all about it,” said he. - -So Orissa gave him the history of the aircraft, from its conception to -the final triumph and wreckage and its conquest by the bull. -Incidentally she told how they had mortgaged their home and the orange -crop to get the needed money, and finally explained the condition they -were now in—success within their grasp, but no means of taking advantage -of it. - -Mr. Burthon was very attentive throughout, his eyes fixed upon Orissa’s -lovely face and watching its shades of anxiety and exaltation as the -story progressed. While she enthusiastically described Steve’s aircraft, -her eyes sparkling and a soft flush mantling her cheeks, the man -scarcely heard what she said, so intent was he in admiring her. He did -not permit his fair secretary to notice his mood, however, and the girl -was too earnestly engaged to heed her employer’s intent gaze. At the -conclusion of her story she asked: - -“Tell me, sir, is there any way in which we can raise the money -required?” - -Mr. Burthon roused himself and the hard business expression settled upon -his features again. - -“I think so,” he returned, slowly. “What your brother needs is a -backer—what is called an ‘angel,’ you know—who will furnish the -necessary funds for the perfection of the invention and to place it upon -the market and properly exhibit it.” - -“Would anyone do that?” she inquired. - -“For a consideration, yes. Such a party would demand an interest in the -invention, and a share of the profits.” - -“How much, sir?” - -“Perhaps a half interest.” - -She considered this statement. - -“That is too much to give away, Mr. Burthon. The aircraft is already -built and tested. It is a proved success, and the best aëroplane in all -the world. Why should we give a half interest in return for a little -money?” - -He hesitated; then replied coldly: - -“Because the invention is useless without the means to publicly -demonstrate it, and establish it on a paying basis. At present your -airship is without the slightest commercial value. Once exploited, the -half interest you retain would make your fortune.” - -Her brow wrinkled with a puzzled look. - -“I’ll talk to Steve about it,” she said. “But, if he consents, where -could I find such an—an ‘angel’?” - -“In me,” he answered coolly. “If, on investigation, I find your -brother’s airship to be one half as practical as you represent it, and -doubtless believe it to be, I will deposit ten thousand dollars in the -bank to exploit it—in return for a half interest—and agree to furnish -more money whenever it is required.” - -“Thank you, sir,” said Orissa, doubtfully. “I—I’ll talk with my -brother.” - -“Very well,” he replied. “But beware of confiding in strangers. I am -your friend, and will guard your interests faithfully. Talk with your -brother, but with no one else.” - -Orissa did talk with Steve, that very evening, and the boy frowned at -the suggestion just as his sister had done. - -“I know that is the way business men do things,” he said, “and it’s a -good deal like robbery. Burthon sees that we must have money, and he’s -driving a shrewd bargain. Besides that, I’m not sure he’s honest.” - -“I don’t see how he could defraud us, though,” mused Orissa. “There are -two things for us to consider. One is, whether we can raise the money in -any other way; and then, whether a half interest in a business with -plenty of money behind it would not pay better than the whole thing, -with a constant struggle to make both ends meet.” - -“Perhaps it might,” he replied, hesitatingly. “But I’ve done all this -alone, so far, and I hate to let anyone else reap the benefit of my -ideas. I suppose if I had not proved the thing, but merely begun work on -it, Burthon wouldn’t have invested a dollar in it.” - -“I suppose not,” she agreed. “But think it over, dear. We have all day -to-morrow to talk of it and consider what is best to be done. Then, when -I go to the office Monday morning, I can tell Mr. Burthon our decision.” - -They talked considerably more on this subject after dinner, and worried -over it during a sleepless night. After breakfast on Sunday morning they -went quietly to church, Mrs. Kane accompanying them, as was her custom. -But Orissa had hard work to keep her mind on the service and Steve found -the attempt impossible. The return home, including a long car ride, was -passed in silence, and then Orissa had to busy herself over the dinner. - -It was the middle of the afternoon before brother and sister found time -to meet in the hangar, which was now strewn with parts of the aircraft. -Steve looked around him gloomily and then seated himself beside Orissa -upon a bench. - -“I suppose we must settle this thing,” he said; “and there’s no doubt we -must have money, or we shall face ruin. The thing has cost too much for -us to withdraw from it without a heavy loss that would mean privation -and suffering for you and mother. If we go to anyone but Burthon we may -not get as good an offer as he makes, for men with money are eager to -take advantage of a poor fellow in need. I can’t blame Burthon much. I -don’t suppose there’s a rich man living who wouldn’t hold us up in the -same selfish way. And so—” - -He paused, shrugging his shoulders. - -“So you think we’d better accept Mr. Burthon’s proposition and give him -a half interest?” she asked. - -“Beg pardon,” said a cold voice; “am I intruding?” - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - CHAPTER IX - - THE OTHER FELLOW - - -Stephen and Orissa both sprang to their feet, startled by the -interruption. A tall man, having a stoop to his shoulders, had parted -the entrance curtains and stood looking at them. He wore blue goggles, -an automobile cap and duster, and heavy shoes; but Orissa recognized him -at once. - -“Mr. Cumberford!” she exclaimed. - -“Dear me!” said the man; “it’s the young lady from Burthon’s office—and -my friend.” He laughed, lightly, as if amused by the recollection; then -added: “I’ve run out of gasoline and my car is stranded a quarter of a -mile off. Think you could furnish me enough of the elusive fluid to run -me into town?” - -Steve walked silently to his gasoline tank. He was excessively annoyed -to have a stranger spy upon his workshop and resolved to get rid of the -man in short order. Orissa also was silent, fearing Mr. Cumberford might -linger if she entered into conversation with him. The spot was so -retired that until now no one but themselves had ever entered the -hangar, and the secret had been well kept. - -“Here’s a two-gallon can,” said Stephen, surlily. “Will that do you?” - -Mr. Cumberford nodded, set the can upon the ground and walked over to -the bench, where he calmly seated himself beside the girl. - -“What are you up to, here?” he asked. - -“Our own especial business,” retorted Steve. “You will pardon me, sir, -if I ask you to take your gasoline and go. This is private property.” - -“I see,” said Cumberford. “I’m intruding. Never mind that. Let’s talk a -bit; I’m in no hurry.” - -“We are very much occupied, sir,” urged Orissa, earnestly. - -“No doubt,” said the man. “I overheard a remark as I entered. You were -wondering whether to accept Burthon’s offer and give him a half -interest. Eh? That interests me; I’m Burthon’s brother-in-law.” - -He glanced around him, then calmly took a cigarette from his pocket and -offered one to Steve. - -“I can’t allow smoking here, sir; there’s too much gasoline about,” said -the boy, almost rudely. - -“True. I forgot.” He put the case in his pocket. “You’re building some -sort of a—er—er—flying machine, I see. That interests me. I’m a crank on -aviation. Is this the thing Burthon wants a half interest in?” - -Steve scowled. When Cumberford turned to Orissa she slightly nodded, -embarrassed how to escape this impertinent questioning. - -“I thought so. Then you’ve really got something?” - -Steve laughed. His annoyance was passing. The man had already seen -whatever there was to see, for his eyes had been busy from the moment he -entered. And Steve remembered that this was the person who had outwitted -Mr. Burthon in the mine deal. - -“I have something that will fly, if that is what you mean,” he replied. - -“Yes; that is what I mean. Tried the thing yet?” - -“Oh, yes,” said Orissa eagerly. “It flew splendidly yesterday morning, -but—but Steve had an accident with his aëroplane, and a bull demolished -what was left of it.” - -“Ah; that interests me; it really does,” said Cumberford. He looked at -Stephen more attentively. “Your brother, Miss Kane?” - -“Yes, sir.” - -“And you need money?” - -“To rebuild the machine, and perfect it; yes, sir.” - -“And Burthon will furnish the money, for a half interest?” - -“Yes, sir,” repeated the girl, uneasy at his tone. - -“Too much,” asserted Mr. Cumberford, positively. “Burthon’s a rascal, -too. You know that, Miss Kane. Tried to rob me; and you tried to prevent -him. I haven’t forgotten that; it was a kindness. I’ve had to fight a -cold, hard, selfish world, and fight it alone. I’ve won; but it has made -me as cold, as hard and selfish as the others. You’re different, Miss -Kane; the world hasn’t spoiled you yet. I can’t recollect when anyone -ever took the trouble to do me a kindness before. So I, your direct -opposite, admire you for your originality. I’m a scoundrel and you’re -a—an honest girl.” - -There wasn’t a particle of emotion in his voice, but somehow both Orissa -and Stephen knew he was in earnest. It was difficult to say anything -fitting in reply, and after a brief pause the man continued: - -“I can see that your airship is at present something of a wreck. How -much money do you need?” - -“I ought to have at least a thousand dollars,” answered Steve, -reflectively glancing around the shop. Cumberford’s eyes followed his. - -“Will two thousand do it?” - -“Of course, sir.” - -“I’ll lend you three,” said the man. “I don’t want a half interest. I -won’t rob you.” - -Both boy and girl stared at him in amazement. - -“What security do you require?” asked Stephen, suspiciously. - -“Eh? None at all. The thing interests me. If you make a lot of money, -I’ll let you pay me back some day. That’s fair. If you fail, you’ll have -worries enough without having to repay me. But I attach two conditions -to my offer. One is that you have nothing to do with Burthon. The other -is that I have permission to come here and watch your work; to advise -with you at times; to help you map out your future career and to attend -all the flying exhibitions in which you take part. Agree to that, and -I’ll back you through thick and thin, because I’m interested in aviation -and—because your sister was good to me.” - -“I’ll do it, sir!” cried Steve, excitedly. - -“Oh, thank you! Thank you, Mr. Cumberford,” added Orissa, in joyful -tones. - -“It’s a bargain,” said Cumberford, smiling at them both. He took out a -fountain pen and wrote a check on a Los Angeles bank for three thousand -dollars in favor of Stephen Kane. But he handed it to Orissa. - -“Now then,” said he, “tell me something about it.” - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - CHAPTER X - - A FRESH START - - -When Orissa appeared at the office Monday morning she went quietly about -her work, feeling very happy indeed. The astonishing generosity of Mr. -Cumberford had relieved all her worries and brought sunshine into her -heart. - -Mr. Burthon came at his usual time and on taking his place at the desk -looked inquiringly at Orissa, but said nothing. Neither did she mention -the subject of the aircraft. Her employer, watching her stealthily from -behind his desk, could not fail to note the joy in her face and was -undoubtedly puzzled to account for it—unless, indeed, she and her -brother had decided to accept his proposition. He had an idea that they -would accept; that they must accept; it was the only way they could -carry on their experiment. But he waited for her to refer to the -subject. - -Orissa managed to escape that night while a customer was engaging Mr. -Burthon’s attention. She disliked, for some unexplained reason, to tell -him they had decided not to take him for a partner. Arriving home she -found Steve busily at work rebuilding his airship, and it pleased her to -hear his cheery whistle as she approached the hangar. The young fellow -was in capital spirits. - -“You see, Ris,” said he, “with all this money to use I shall be able to -make an entirely new automatic balance. I’ve come to the conclusion the -first one doesn’t work smoothly enough to be entirely satisfactory. I -shall also provide a store of extra ribs and such parts as are liable to -get damaged, so that the repair work will be a matter of hours instead -of days. How lucky it was Mr. Cumberford ran out of gasoline yesterday.” - -“He’s a queer man,” replied Orissa, thoughtfully. “I can’t make up my -mind yet whether I like him or not.” - -“I like his money, anyhow,” laughed Steve; “and we didn’t have to give -him a half interest to get it, either. I imagine the man was really -touched by your endeavor to save him from what you thought was a bad -bargain, and certainly his magnanimous act could have been prompted by -nothing but kindness.” - -“It saved our half interest, at least,” she said, evasively. “Has he -been here to-day, Steve?” - -“Haven’t seen even his shadow,” was the reply. “I don’t imagine he’ll -bother us much, although he has reserved the right to look around all he -wants to. He must be a busy man, with all his wealth.” - -The next morning, however, after Orissa had gone to her work, Mr. -Cumberford’s car spun up the lane and he came into the hangar, nodded to -Steve and sat down quietly on the bench. - -For a time he silently watched the young man shave a Cyprus rib into -shape; then got up and carefully examined the motor, which was in good -order. Steve knew, when first Mr. Cumberford began asking questions, -that he understood machinery, and the man was quick to perceive the -value of young Kane’s improvements. - -“It interests me,” he drawled, after starting the engines and watching -them work. “As a boy I longed to be a mechanic. Got sidetracked, though, -and became a speculator. Needs almost as much ingenuity to succeed in -that as in mechanics. Pays better, but ruins one’s self-respect. Stick -to mechanics, Kane.” - -“I will,” promised Steve, laughing. - -“This new profession,” continued Cumberford, “will throw you in with a -lot of ‘queer’ people—same sort that used to follow the races and now -bet on automobile contests. Keep your sister away from them.” - -“I’ll try to,” returned Steve, more soberly. “But Orissa is crazy over -aviation, and she’ll have to go everywhere that I do.” - -“That’s all right; I like the idea. But don’t introduce her to every -fellow you are forced to associate with. Girls are queer, and your -sister is—beautiful. I’ve a daughter myself.” - -“Oh!” exclaimed Steve, not knowing just how to take this remark. - -“My daughter is not—beautiful. No. And she’s a demon. I’ll bring her -here to see you and your sister, some day.” - -“Thank you,” said Steve, turning red. Certainly this new acquaintance -was odd and unaccountable in some ways. Steve wondered why he should -bring a “demon” to the hangar, and why he described his own daughter in -such uncomplimentary language. - -Mr. Cumberford smoked a cigarette thoughtfully. - -“Your sister,” he said, “interests me. She’s a good girl. Must have a -good mother.” - -“The best in the world,” asserted Steve, proudly. - -“My daughter,” resumed Cumberford, “takes after her mother. Girls -usually do. Her mother was—well, she was Burthon’s sister. Catch the -idea? It was all my fault, and Sybil—that’s my daughter—blames me for -her parentage. With apparent justice. Not a joke, Kane. Don’t laugh.” - -“I’m not laughing, sir.” - -“Speaking of Burthon reminds me of something. I don’t like the idea of -your sister working there—in his office.” - -“He has always treated her very nicely, I believe,” said Steve, “and -Orissa feels she must earn some money.” - -“Not necessary. You’ve a fortune in your airship. Take the girl away -from Burthon. Keep her at home.” - -Steve did not reply to this, but he decided it was not a bad suggestion. - -“How old is she?” inquired Cumberford, presently. - -“Just seventeen.” - -“Too young to work in an office. Finished her education?” - -“All we are able to give her, sir.” - -“H-m-m. Take my advice. Burthon’s unreliable. I know him. Gorilla -inside, man outside. I—I married a Burthon.” - -These brief sentences were spoken between puffs of his cigarette. -Sometimes there would be a very definite pause between them, while the -man smoked and reflected upon his subject. Steve continued his work and -answered when required to do so. - -Cumberford stayed at the hangar until nearly noon, watching the boy -work, bearing a hand now and then when a plane rib was awkward to handle -alone, always interested in everything pertaining to the aëroplane. He -made Steve explain the changes he proposed to apply to the lateral -balance and offered one or two rather clever suggestions, showing his -grasp of the subject. But he did not refer to Orissa again and finally -slipped away without saying good-bye. - -Steve thought him queerer than during their first interview, but liked -him better. - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - CHAPTER XI - - ORISSA RESIGNS - - -Meantime Orissa was having a hard time at the office endeavoring to -avoid a personal conversation with Mr. Burthon. When he came in at nine -o’clock he smiled upon her and asked: - -“Anything to tell me, Miss Kane?” - -She shook her head, flushing a little, and he went to his desk without -another word. He seemed abstracted and moody during the forenoon—a -return of his old puzzling manner—and Orissa regretted she had not been -brave enough to tell him of their decision to reject his offer when he -gave her the opportunity. - -Nothing more passed between them until after luncheon, but when she -reëntered the office Mr. Burthon, who had not gone out, suddenly roused -himself and said: - -“Come here, please, Miss Kane.” - -She obeyed, meekly seating herself in the chair beside his desk. - -The man looked at her a long time; not impudently, with direct gaze, but -rather speculatively and with an expression that seemed to penetrate far -beyond her and to consider many things beside her fair face. Finally he -asked: - -“What conclusion have you reached in regard to your financial matters, -of which we spoke Saturday?” - -“I’ve talked with my brother, sir, and he dislikes to give up a half -interest in his invention.” - -“Did you tell him I would furnish all the money that might be required?” - -“Yes, sir.” - -“And he refused?” - -“This aëroplane is very dear to my brother, Mr. Burthon. He cannot bear -to transfer a part ownership to another, who would have the right to -dictate its future.” - -“Pshaw!” exclaimed the broker, impatiently; “the boy’s a fool. There’s -scarcely an inventor in the world who hasn’t had to sacrifice an -interest in his creation in order to raise money.” - -“Stephen won’t do it,” declared Orissa, positively, for she resented the -speech. - -Mr. Burthon fell silent, drumming on the desk with his fingers, as he -always did when in deep thought. Orissa started to rise, thinking the -interview closed. - -“Wait a moment, please,” he said. “How old are you, Miss Kane?—your name -is Orissa, isn’t it?” - -“Yes, sir. I am seventeen.” - -“So young! Why, you ought to be in school, instead of at work.” - -She made no reply. He watched her awhile, as she sat before him with -bent head, and then continued, in the kindly tone he so often used when -addressing her: - -“Miss Kane—Orissa—I will give your brother all the money he needs, and -he may retain the entire interest in his airship. The payment may come -from you alone.” - -She started and became alert at once, raising her head to look at him -inquiringly. - -“In other words,” he added, “I’m not especially interested in your -brother or his invention; but I am greatly interested in you.” - -“Mr. Burthon, I—” - -“Listen to me, Orissa, and let me explain. I’m a lonely man, for I have -never married—or cared to. You are the only member of the fair sex who -has ever attracted me except my sister, whom I regarded with warm -affection. When she married that scoundrel Cumberford we became -separated forever, and in a few years she died. Since then I have -thought of nothing but business. I am now thirty-eight years of age, and -in my prime. I have amassed a fortune—something more than a quarter of a -million, as you know—and have no one to leave it to when I pass away. I -should like to leave it to you, Orissa.” - -“To me, sir!” she exclaimed, amazed. - -“Yes. Your presence here in the office has transformed the place from a -barren den to a cozy, homelike apartment. I like to see your sweet face -near me, gravely bending over your work. Your personality has charmed -me; your lack of affectation, your sincerity and honesty, have won my -admiration. I cannot say to you, as a younger man would, that I love -you, for I will not take an unfair advantage of one who is as yet a -child. But you will become a woman soon, and I want to make you a -splendid woman—and a happy one. This is my proposition: place yourself -in my hands unreservedly, and let me direct your future. I will send you -to a famous finishing school in the East and supply you with a liberal -allowance. In two years you will return to me, old enough to become my -wife.” - -“Oh, Mr. Burthon!” - -“Meantime I’ll finance your brother’s airship proposition until it -either fails or finally succeeds.” - -Orissa was greatly distressed. She felt at the moment like giving way to -a flood of tears, for she realized that this absurd, astonishing -proposal would deprive her of her position. He saw her agitation and -felt intuitively she would not consider his offer. So he said, with grim -insistence: - -“You may answer me with one word, my child; yes or no.” - -“Oh, Mr. Burthon, it is impossible! I have a home, a mother and brother, -and—I—I could not think of such a thing.” - -“Not to save those relatives from disaster—from misery—from ruin, -perhaps?” - -The implied threat hardened her heart, which had begun to pity the man. - -“Not even to save them from death!” she replied firmly. - -“Am I so distasteful to you, then? Is my money of so little account?” - -With cold dignity Orissa rose from her chair. He saw the look on her -face and became a little alarmed. - -“Please forget all I have said,” he added, hastily. “I—I am not myself -to-day. You may get the mail ready, Miss Kane, and I will sign the -letters before I go.” - -She went to the wardrobe and took down her things. He sat silently -watching her as she put them on, a slight frown upon his face. The girl -hesitated a moment, then walked straight to his desk and said: - -“Of course I cannot stay here a moment after what you have said. But I -think you—you meant to be good to me—in your way. Good-bye, Mr. -Burthon.” - -“Good-bye, Miss Kane.” - -His voice was cold and hard. She did not look at him again, but walked -out of the office and quietly left the building, so she did not see that -the frown had deepened to a scowl, nor hear him mutter: - -“Both lost—the girl and the aëroplane! But I’ll have them yet, for the -Kanes are too simple to oppose me successfully.” - -At three o’clock Orissa surprised Steve by coming into the hangar in her -working dress. - -“Why, what’s the matter, Ris?” he demanded. - -“I’ve left Mr. Burthon,” she said quietly. - -“What’s up?” - -Orissa thought it unwise to tell her brother all that had transpired. - -“He was angry because we refused to give him a half interest in the -aircraft,” she explained. “So I simply quit and came home.” - -Steve sat down and stared at her a moment. He had been thinking of Mr. -Cumberford’s warning ever since that strange individual had gone away, -and Orissa’s “resignation” afforded him distinct relief. - -“I’m glad of it, Ris,” he said, earnestly. “There’s no necessity for you -to work now, for we have plenty of money to see us through. Besides, I -need you here to assist me.” - -“Really, Steve?” - -“It’s a fact. I don’t like to employ outside assistance at this stage of -the game; it might be fatal. But you are nearly as well posted on -aëroplanes as I am, Orissa, and you’re clever enough to be of real help -to me. I don’t need brute strength, you know.” - -“Why, I’m terribly strong!” she said with a gay laugh, baring her round -arm and bending her elbow to show how the muscle bunched up. “I can lift -as much as you can, Steve, if it is necessary.” - -“It won’t be necessary,” replied her brother, delighted to find how -easily she adopted his suggestion. “Just grab the end of that bow and -hold it steady while I shave a point to it. That’s it. Don’t you see how -awkward it is for me to handle these things alone?” - -She nodded. - -“You’re right, Steve. I’ll stay at home and help you finish the -aircraft,” said she. - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - CHAPTER XII - - THE SPYING OF TOT TYLER - - -Mr. Burthon was like many other men accustomed to modern business -methods: he believed there was always an indirect way to accomplish -whatever he desired. Also, like many others who have little or no use -for such a contrivance, he owned a motor car. His chauffeur was a -little, wizen featured man named Totham Tyler, familiarly called “Tot” -by his chums, a chauffeur who knew automobiles backward and forward and -might have progressed beyond his present station had he not been -recognized as so “tricky” that no one had any confidence in him. - -About two weeks after Orissa had left the office Mr. Burthon said to his -man one morning: - -“Tyler, would you like to do a little detective work?” - -“Anything to oblige, sir,” answered Totham, pricking up his ears. - -“Have you ever met a fellow around town named Kane?” - -“Steve Kane, sir? Oh, yes. He used to be foreman of Cunningham’s repair -shop. Quit there some time ago, I believe. Clever fellow, sir, this -Kane.” - -“Yes; he has invented a new sort of aëroplane.” - -Tyler whistled, reflectively. All motor car people have a penchant for -flying. As Mr. Cumberford would have said: it “interests them.” - -“Kane is keeping the matter a secret,” continued Mr. Burthon, “and I’m -curious to know what he’s up to. Find out, Tyler, and let me know.” - -“Very good, sir. Where is he working?” - -“At home. He lives out Beverly way. Take a Beverly car and get off at -Sandringham avenue. Walk north up the lane to the first bungalow.” - -“Ever been there, sir?” - -“No; but Kane’s sister has described the place to me. When you get -there, try to hire out as an assistant, but in any case keep your eyes -open and observe everything in sight. I’ll pay you extra for this work, -according to the value of the information you obtain.” - -“I understand, sir,” answered Tyler, wrinkling his leathery face into a -shrewd smile; “I know how to work a game of that sort, believe me.” - -In pursuance of this mission the little chauffeur came to the Kane -residence that very afternoon. As he approached the bungalow he heard -the sound of pounding upon metal coming from the canvas covered hangar; -otherwise the country lay peacefully sunning itself. An automobile stood -in the lane. On the front porch a woman sat knitting, but raised her -head at the sound of footsteps. Tyler touched his cap, but there was no -response. Looking at her closely he saw the woman was blind, so he -passed her stealthily and tiptoed up the narrow path toward the hangar. -The top canvas had been drawn back on wires to admit the air, but the -entrance was closed by curtains. Tyler listened to the hammering a -moment, and summoning his native audacity to his aid boldly parted the -curtains and entered. - -“Hello, Kane!” he called; then paused and took in the scene before him -at a glance. - -Stephen was at the bench pounding into shape an aluminum -propeller-blade; a tall man with a drooping mustache stood near, -watching him. A young girl was busily sewing strips of canvas. On its -rack lay a huge flying machine—its planes spread, the motors in place, -the running gear complete—seemingly almost ready for action. - -But Tyler was not the only one with eyes. Kane paused with uplifted -hammer and regarded the intruder with a frown of annoyance; Orissa -stared in startled surprise; the tall man’s spectacles glittered -maliciously. - -“Burthon’s chauffeur!” he muttered; “I remember him.” Swiftly his long -arm shot out, seized Tyler’s shoulder and whirled him around. The square -toe of a heavy shoe caught the little man unprepared and sent him flying -through the entrance, where he sprawled full length upon the ground. - -In an instant he was up, snarling with rage. The curtains were closed -and before them stood his assailant calmly lighting a cigarette. - -“Mr. Cumberford, sir,” gasped Tyler, “you shall smart for this! It’s -actionable, sir. It’s—it’s—assault ’n’ battery; that’s what it is!” - -“Want any more?” asked the man coolly. - -“Not to-day, thank you. This’ll cost you plenty.” - -“Then go back to Burthon and tell him we know his game. You’re -trespassing, sir. I could wring your neck—perhaps I will—and the law -would uphold me. If you want to escape alive, make tracks.” - -Totham Tyler took the hint. He walked away with as much dignity as he -could muster, considering his anatomy had so recently been jarred; but -he did not take the car home. Oh, no. There was much more to discover -inside that hangar. He would wait until night, and then take his time to -explore the place fully. - -With this end in view the chauffeur secreted himself in the outskirts of -the orange grove, creeping underneath a tree with thick branches that -nearly touched the ground. He could pick ripe fruit from where he lay, -and was well content to rest himself until night came. - -An hour later Mr. Cumberford whirled by in his motor car, headed for the -city. Tyler shook his fist at his enemy and swore effectively to relieve -his feelings. Then he sank into a doze. - -The approaching chug of an engine aroused him. He found it was nearly -dark, so he must have slept for some hours. Here was Cumberford, back -with his car and speeding up the lane so swiftly that Tot could only see -a cage-like affair occupying the rear section of the automobile. - -The chauffeur wondered what this could be, puzzling his brain for a -solution of the problem. Even while considering the matter Cumberford -passed him again, smoking his eternal cigarette and running the car more -deliberately, now, toward the city. - -“All right,” mumbled the chauffeur; “he’s out of the way for the night, -anyhow. But he left the cage somewhere. What the blazes could he have -had in it?” - -He ate a few more oranges for his supper, smoked his pipe, snoozed again -and awoke to find it was nearly midnight. - -“Good!” said he; “now’s my time. I don’t mind a bit of a wait if I get -the goods in the end; and here’s where I get ’em. It takes a pretty good -man to outwit Tot Tyler. They’ll agree to that, by’m’by.” - -He crept down the lane and kept on the south side of the hedge until he -came opposite the hangar, thus avoiding the house and grounds. The -canvas top of the shed showed white in the moonlight, not twenty feet -from where he stood, and the chauffeur was pressing aside the thick -hedge to find an opening when a deep bay, followed by a growl, smote his -ears. He paused, his head thrust half through the foliage, his blood -chilled with terror as there bounded from the hangar a huge bloodhound, -its eyes glaring red in the dim light, its teeth bared menacingly. - -Tot thought he was “done for,” as he afterward told Mr. Burthon, when -with a jerk the great beast stopped—a yard from the hedge—and the clank -of a chain showed it could come no farther. - -Tyler caught his breath, broke from the hedge and sprinted down the lane -at his best gait, followed by a succession of angry bays from the hound. - -“Confound Cumberford!” he muttered. “The brute was in that cage, and he -went to town to get it, so’s to keep me out of the hangar. That’s two I -owe this guy, an’ I’ll get even with him in time, sure’s fate.” - -There was no car at this hour, so the discomfited chauffeur had to -trudge seven miles to the city, where he arrived at early dawn. - -The man was not in an amiable frame of mind when he brought Mr. -Burthon’s automobile to the club, where his master lived, at nine -o’clock. As he drove the broker to the office he related his news. - -“Cumberford!” cried Mr. Burthon. “Are you sure it was Cumberford?” - -“Yes, sir; I remember him well. Took him to your office and the bank, -you know, the time you had some deal with him; and he tried to tell me -how to run the car. Me! I spotted him right away for a fresh guy from -the East, an’ now he’s kicked me out of Kane’s hangar an’ set a dog on -me. Oh, yes; I know Cumberford.” - -“So do I,” said Burthon, grimly. - -Tyler caught the tone. - -“I’ll do him yet, sir. Leave it to me. I couldn’t get much of a pointer -on Kane’s aëroplane; hadn’t time, you know; but it looked like a rosebud -an’ I guess he’s got something good. I’m going to find out. I’ll take -out a dose for the dog that’ll put him to sleep in a wink, and then I’ll -go all over the thing careful.” - -“Never mind the airship,” said Mr. Burthon. “I’ve found out what I -wanted to know.” - -“What! you have, sir?” exclaimed the chauffeur, amazed. - -“Yes,” was the quiet reply. “That is, if you’re positive the man at the -Kanes was Cumberford.” - -“Sure? Why, I’d stake my life on it, sir.” - -“Then I’ll follow the clue in my own way,” said Mr. Burthon, alighting -from the car. - -The discovery made by Tyler necessitated a change in the proposed -campaign. The broker entered his office, sat down at his desk and fell -into one of his fits of deep abstraction. The new “secretary,” noting -this, chewed her gum reflectively a moment and then began to read a -novel, keeping the volume concealed behind her desk. - -“If Cumberford was in the hangar,” Mr. Burthon mused, “he has undertaken -to back Kane’s aëroplane, and I’m too late to get hold of the machine in -the way I planned. I suppose the fool offered better terms than I did, -to blind those simple children, and so the Kanes turned me down. Never -mind. Cumberford has beaten me on two deals, but the third trick shall -be mine. I must get hold of the designs of Kane’s aëroplane in some way; -perhaps I may find them at the patent office. Then I’ll regulate things -so the boy’s invention will prove a failure. The result ought to satisfy -me: it would cause Cumberford serious loss, ruin young Kane, and—bring -Orissa to me for assistance. But Tyler can’t manage the job; I must have -a man more clever than he is, and direct the intrigue in person.” - -The secretary read and chewed most of the day. When she quit “work” at -five o’clock, Mr. Burthon was still thinking. - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - CHAPTER XIII - - SYBIL IS CRITICAL - - -Steve was now progressing finely with the work on the Kane Aircraft and -believed he would be able to overcome all the imperfections that had -disclosed themselves during the first trial. Mr. Cumberford came to the -hangar nearly every day, now, and Steve and Orissa began to wonder how -he found time to attend to other business—provided he had any. On the -day of Tyler’s visit he had announced it was his last trip to see the -Kanes, as he had been summoned to Chicago to attend a directors’ meeting -and from there would go on to New York. But having discovered that -Burthon was intent upon some secret intrigue, which could bode no good -to his protégés—the Kanes—he promptly changed his mind and informed -Steve on a subsequent visit that he had arranged affairs at home and was -now free to spend the entire winter in Southern California. - -“My daughter likes it here,” he added, “and kicks up fewer rows than she -does at home; so that’s a strong point in favor of this location. -Aviation interests me. I’ve joined the Aëro Club out here and subscribed -for the big meet to be held in January, at Dominguez Field. That’s when -we are to show the world the Kane invention, my lad, and I think it will -be an eye opener to most of the crowd present.” - -“How does your mine, the Queen of Hearts, get along?” asked Orissa. - -“It continues to pay big—even better than I had hoped. Burthon must be -pretty sore over that deal by this time. Speaking of my sainted -brother-in-law, I’ve just made a discovery. He owns the mortgage on your -place.” - -“Why, we got the money from the Security Bank!” exclaimed Orissa. - -“I know. I went there. Thought I’d take up the mortgage myself, but -found Burthon had bought it. Now, the question is, why?” - -Neither brother nor sister could imagine; but Cumberford knew. - -“He hopes you won’t be able to meet it, and then he’ll foreclose and -turn you out,” he said. “But you’re not the principal game he’s after; -he’s shooting me over your heads. Burthon is miffed because I let you -have the money, but believes I haven’t any financial or personal -interest in you beyond that. If he can prevent your aircraft from flying -he’ll make me lose my money and also ruin you two youngsters. That’s -doubtless his game. That’s why he sent his man here to spy upon you.” - -“But that is absurd! Burthon can’t prevent our success,” declared Steve. -“Even if some minor parts go wrong, the aircraft will fly as strongly -and as well as anything now in existence.” - -“Don’t be too sure,” cautioned Mr. Cumberford. “You and your machine may -be all right, but that’s no reason why Burthon can’t push failure at -you, or even prevent you from flying. We must watch him.” - -“I do not believe the man hates us,” observed Orissa, thoughtfully. “Mr. -Burthon is a little queer and—and unscrupulous, at times; but I don’t -consider him a bad man, by any means.” - -“I know him better than you do, and he hates me desperately,” replied -Cumberford. - -“He says that—that you abused his sister,” doubtfully remarked the girl. - -“Well, I did,” said Cumberford, calmly. “I pounded her two or three -times. Once I choked her until it’s a wonder she ever revived.” - -“Oh, how dreadful!” exclaimed Orissa, shrinking back. - -“Isn’t it?” he agreed, lighting a cigarette. “Only a brute would lift -his hand against a woman. But Burthon’s sister—my wife—had a fiendish -temper, and her tantrums aroused all the evil in my nature—there’s -plenty there, I assure you. It was the time I choked her that Burthon -had me arrested for cruelty. She had put poison in my coffee and I took -the fluid into court with me. Burthon said I was lying and I asked him -to drink the coffee to establish his sister’s innocence. But he -wouldn’t. Pity, wasn’t it? The judge begged my pardon and said I ought -to have choked her a moment longer. But no; I’m glad I didn’t, for she -died naturally in the end. My dear daughter, whom I sincerely love, is -like her lamented mother, except that I can trust her not to poison me.” - -“Doesn’t she love you in return?” asked Orissa. - -“Sybil? Why, she’s tremendously fond of me. My daughter,” and his voice -grew suddenly tender, “has been for years—is now—the only person I live -for. We’re chums, we two. The poor child can’t help her inherited -tendencies, you know, and I rather enjoy the fact that she keeps me -guessing what she’s going to do next. It—er—interests me, so to speak. I -like Sybil.” - -Sybil interested Orissa, too. Her father’s reports of her were so -startlingly condemnatory, and his affection for her so evident, that -Orissa’s curiosity was aroused concerning her. Mr. Cumberford, in spite -of his peculiarities and deprecating remarks concerning himself had won -the friendship of both Stephen and Orissa by this time; for whatever he -might be to others he had certainly proved himself a friend in need to -them. It was evident he liked the Kanes and sought their companionship, -for the aircraft could scarcely account for his constant attendance at -the hangar. - -“I would like to meet your daughter,” said the girl, thoughtfully. - -“Would you, really?” he asked, eagerly. “Well, I’m sure it wouldn’t hurt -Sybil to know you. I’ll bring her out here to-morrow, if she’ll come. -Never can tell what she will do or won’t do, you know. Interesting, -isn’t it?” - -“Quite so,” she concurred, laughing at his whimsical tone. - -Because of this conversation the Kanes awaited Mr. Cumberford’s arrival -next day with keen curiosity. Steve advanced the opinion that the girl -wouldn’t come, but Orissa thought she would. And she did. When the motor -car stopped in front of the bungalow there was a girl in the back seat -and Orissa ran down the path to welcome her. - -A pale, composed face looked out from beneath a big black hat with -immense black plumes. A black lace waist with black silk bolero and -skirt furnished a somber costume scarcely suited to so young a girl, for -Sybil Cumberford could not have been much older than Orissa, if any. Her -father was right when he claimed that Sybil was not beautiful. She had -high, prominent cheek bones, a square chin and a nose with a decided -uplift to the point. But her brown hair was profuse and exquisitely -silky; her dark eyes large, well opened and far seeing; her slight form -carried with unconscious grace. - -Orissa’s critical glance took in these points at once, and intuitively -she decided that Sybil Cumberford was not unattractive and ought to win -friends. That she had a strong personality was evident; also the girl -whom her father had affectionately called a “demon” was quiet, reserved -and undemonstrative—at least during this first interview. - -She acknowledged the introduction to Orissa with a rather haughty bow, -alighting from the car without noticing Miss Kane’s outstretched hand. - -“Which way is the aëroplane, Daddy?” she asked, speaking not flippantly, -but in low, quiet tones. - -“I’ll lead the way; you girls may follow,” he said. - -As they went up the path Orissa, anxious to be sociable and to put the -stranger at her ease, said brightly: - -“Don’t you think the ride out here is beautiful?” - -“Yes,” responded Sybil. - -“The orange groves are so attractive, just now,” continued Orissa. - -There was no response. - -“I hope you enjoyed it, so you will be tempted to come again,” resumed -the little hostess. - -Miss Cumberford said nothing. Her father, a step in advance, remarked -over his shoulder: “My daughter seldom wastes words. If you wish her to -speak you must address to her a direct question; then she will answer it -or not, as she pleases. It’s her way, and you’ll have to overlook it.” - -Orissa flushed and glanced sidewise to get a peep at Sybil’s face, that -she might note how the girl received this personal criticism. But the -features were as unemotional as wax and the dark, mysterious eyes were -directed toward the hangar, the roof of which now showed plainly. It was -hard to continue a conversation under such adverse conditions and Orissa -did not try. In silence they traversed the short distance to the shed, -where Steve met them, a little abashed at receiving a young lady in his -workshop. - -But Mr. Cumberford’s daughter never turned her eyes upon him. She gave a -graceful little nod when presented to the inventor, but ignored him to -stare at the aircraft, which riveted her attention at once. - -“This, Sybil,” said her father, enthusiastically, “is the famous -aëroplane to be known in history as the Kane Aircraft. It’s as far ahead -of the ordinary biplane as a sewing machine is ahead of a needle and -thimble. It will do things, you know. So it—er—interests me.” - -It seemed to interest her, also. Examining the details of construction -with considerable minuteness she began asking questions that rather -puzzled Mr. Cumberford, who retreated in favor of Steve. The inventor -explained, and as all his heart and soul were in the aëroplane he -explained so simply and comprehensively that Sybil’s dark eyes suddenly -flashed upon his face, and clung there until the young fellow paused, -hesitated, and broke down embarrassed. - -Orissa, smiling at Steve’s shyness, picked up the subject and dilated -upon it at length, for the girl had every detail at her tongue’s end and -understood the mechanism fully as well as her brother did. The visitor -listened to her with interest, and when she had no more questions to ask -stood in absorbed meditation before the aëroplane, as if in a dream, and -wholly disregarded the others present. - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - CHAPTER XIV - - THE FLYING FEVER - - -Mr. Cumberford said frankly to Steve and Orissa: - -“Don’t expect too much of Sybil, or you’ll be disappointed. She’s -peculiar, and the things that interest her are often those the world -cares nothing for. Anything odd or unusual is sure to strike her fancy; -that’s why she’s so enraptured with the aircraft.” - -The word enraptured did not seem, to Steve, to describe Sybil’s attitude -at all; but Orissa, watching the girl’s face, decided it was especially -appropriate. They left her standing before the machine and went on with -their work, while Mr. Cumberford ignored his daughter and smoked -cigarettes while he watched, as usual, every movement of the young -mechanic. - -“Saw Burthon this morning,” he remarked, presently. - -“Did he say anything?” asked Steve. - -“No. Just smiled. That shows he’s up to something. Wonder what it is.” - -Steve shook his head. - -“I don’t see how that man can possibly injure me,” he said, musingly. -“I’ve gone straight ahead, in an honest fashion, and minded my own -business. As for the machine, that’s honest, too, and all my -improvements are patented.” - -“They’re what?” - -“Patented, sir; registered in the patent office at Washington.” - -“Oho!” - -Steve looked at him, surprised. - -“Well, sir?” - -“You’re an irresponsible idiot, Stephen Kane.” - -“Because I patented my inventions?” - -“Yes, sir; for placing full descriptions and drawings of them before the -public until you’ve startled the aviation world and are ready to -advertise what you’ve done.” - -Steve stared, a perception of Cumberford’s meaning gradually coming to -him. - -“Why, as for that,” he said a little uneasily, “no one ever takes the -trouble to read up new patents, there are so many of them. And, after -all, it’s a protection.” - -“Is it? I can put another brace in that new elevator of yours and get a -patent on it as an improvement. The brace won’t help it any, but it will -give me the right to use it. I’m not positive I couldn’t prevent you -from using yours, if I got mine publicly exhibited and on the market -first.” - -Steve was bewildered, and Orissa looked very grave. But Mr. Cumberford -lighted another cigarette and added: - -“Nevertheless, I wouldn’t worry. As you say, the patent office is a -rubbish heap which few people ever care to examine. Is everything -covered by patent?” - -“Everything but the new automatic balance. I haven’t had time to send -that on.” - -“Then don’t.” - -“The old one is patented, but it proved a failure and nearly killed me. -The one I am now completing is entirely different.” - -“Good. Don’t patent it until after the aviation meet. It’s your -strongest point. Keep that one surprise, at least, up your sleeve.” - -As Steve was considering this advice Sybil Cumberford came softly to her -father’s side and said: - -“Daddy, I want to fly.” - -“To flee or to flew?” he asked, banteringly, at the same time looking at -her intently. - -“To fly in the air.” - -Mr. Cumberford sighed. - -“Kane, what will a duplicate of your aircraft cost?” - -“I can’t say exactly, sir,” replied the boy, smiling. - -“Shall we order one, Sybil?” - -She stood staring straight ahead, with that impenetrable, mysterious -look in her dark eyes which was so typical of the girl. Cumberford threw -away his cigarette and coughed. - -“We’ll consider that proposition some time, Steve,” he continued, rather -hastily. “Meantime, perhaps my daughter could make a trial flight in -your machine.” - -“Perhaps,” said Steve, doubtfully. - -“Will it carry two?” - -“It would support the weight of two easily,” replied the young man; “but -I would be obliged to rig up a second seat.” - -“Do so, please,” requested Miss Cumberford, in her even, subdued voice. -“When will it be ready?” - -“The aircraft will be complete in about ten days from now; but before I -attempt to carry a passenger I must give it a thorough personal test,” -said Steve, with decision. “You may watch my flights, Miss Cumberford, -if you wish, and after I’ve proved the thing to be correct and safe I’ll -do what I can to favor you—if you’re not afraid, and still want to make -the trial.” - -“Thank you,” she said, and turned away. - -“I’ll go myself, some time,” observed Mr. Cumberford, after a pause. -“Flying interests me.” - -Orissa was much amused. She had not known many girls of her own age, but -such as she had met were all commonplace creatures compared with this -strange girl, who at present seemed unable to tear herself away from the -airship. Sybil did not convey the impression of being ill-bred or -forward, however unconventional she might be; yet it seemed to Orissa -that she constantly held herself firmly repressed, yet alert and -watchful, much like a tiger crouched ready to spring upon an -unsuspecting prey. In spite of this uncanny attribute, Orissa found -herself powerfully drawn toward the peculiar girl, and resolved to make -an attempt to win her confidence and friendship. - -With this thought in mind she joined Sybil, who was again examining the -aëroplane with rapt attention. While she stood at her side the girl -asked, without glancing up: - -“Have you ever made a flight?” - -“No,” replied Orissa. - -“Why not?” - -“I haven’t had an opportunity.” - -“Don’t you like it?” - -“I imagine I would enjoy a trip through the air,” answered Orissa; “that -is, after I became accustomed to being suspended in such a thin -element.” - -“You seem to understand your brother’s invention perfectly.” - -“Oh, I do, in its construction and use. You see, I’ve been with Steve -from the beginning; also I’ve examined several other modern aëroplanes -and watched the flights at Dominguez Field. Naturally I’m enthusiastic -over aviation, but I haven’t yet considered the idea of personally -attempting a flight. To manage a machine in the air requires a quick -eye, a clear brain and a lot of confidence and courage.” - -“Is it so dangerous?” asked Miss Cumberford quietly. - -“Not if you have the qualities I mention and a bit of experience or -training to help you in emergencies. I’m sure an aëroplane is as safe as -a steam car, and a little safer than an automobile; but a certain amount -of skill is required to manage even those.” - -The girl’s lips curled scornfully, as if she impugned this statement; -but she remained silent for a while before continuing her catechism. -Then she asked: - -“Do you mean to try flying?” - -“Perhaps so, some day,” said Orissa, smiling; “when aëroplanes have -become so common that my fears are dissipated. But, really, I haven’t -given the matter a thought. That is Steve’s business, just now. All I’m -trying to do is help him get ready.” - -“You believe his device to be practical?” - -“It’s the best I have ever seen, and I’ve examined all the famous -aëroplanes.” - -“What has my father to do with this invention?” - -Orissa was surprised. - -“Hasn’t he told you?” she asked. - -“Only that it ‘interests him;’ but many things do that.” - -“We needed money to complete the aircraft, and Mr. Cumberford kindly let -us have it,” explained the girl. - -“What did he demand in return?” - -“Nothing but our promise to repay him in case we succeed.” - -Sybil shot a swift glance toward her father. - -“Look out for him,” she murmured. “He’s a dangerous man—in business -deals.” - -“But this isn’t business,” protested Orissa, earnestly; “indeed, his act -was wholly irregular from a business standpoint. As a matter of fact, -Mr. Cumberford has been very generous and unselfish in his attitude -toward us. We like your father, Miss Cumberford, and—we trust him.” - -The girl stood silent a moment; then she slowly turned her face to -Orissa with a rare and lovely smile which quite redeemed its plainness. -From that moment she lost her reserve, toward Orissa at least, and it -was evident the praise of her father had fully won her heart. - -Day by day, thereafter, Sybil came with Mr. Cumberford to the hangar, -until the important time arrived when Steve was to test the -reconstructed aircraft. By Cumberford’s advice the trial was made in the -early morning, and in order to be present both father and daughter -accepted the hospitality of the Kanes for the previous night, Sybil -sharing Orissa’s bed while Steve gave up his room to Mr. Cumberford and -stretched himself upon a bench in the hangar. - -Mrs. Kane knew that her son was to make an attempt to fly at daybreak, -but was quite undisturbed. The description of the Kane Aircraft, which -Orissa had minutely given her, seemed to inspire her with full -confidence, and if she had a thought of danger she never mentioned it to -anyone. The Cumberfords were very nice to Mrs. Kane, while she, in -return, accepted their friendship unreservedly. Orissa knew her mother -to be an excellent judge of character, for while her affliction -prevented her from reading a face her ear was trained to catch every -inflection of a voice, and by that she judged with rare accuracy. Once -she said to her daughter: “Mr. Cumberford is a man with a fine nature -who has in some way become embittered; perhaps through unpleasant -experiences. He does not know his real self, and mistrusts it; for which -reason his actions may at times be eccentric, or even erratic. But under -good influences he will be found reliable and a safe friend. His -daughter, on the contrary, knows her own character perfectly and abhors -it. As circumstances direct she will become very bad or very good, for -she has a strong, imperious nature and may only be influenced through -her affections. I think it is good for her to have you for a friend.” - -This verdict coincided well with Orissa’s own observations and she -accepted it as veritable. Yet Sybil was a constant enigma to her and -seldom could she understand the impulses that dominated her. The girl -was mysterious in many ways. She saw everything and everyone without -looking directly at them; she found hidden meanings in the most simple -and innocent phrases; always she seemed suspecting an underlying motive -in each careless action, and Orissa was often uneasy at Sybil’s implied -suggestion that she was not sincere. The girl would be cold and silent -for days together; then suddenly become animated and voluble—a mood that -suited her much better than the first. Steve said to his sister: “You -may always expect the unexpected of Sybil.” Which proved he had also -been studying this peculiar girl. - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - CHAPTER XV - - A FINAL TEST - - -It was the morning of the tenth of December that the eager little group -assembled at dawn on Marston’s pasture to witness the test of the Kane -Aircraft. - -Steve was so occupied with his final adjustments and anxiety lest he -should overlook some important point, that he never thought of danger. -He would not have remembered even his goggles had not Orissa handed them -to him and told him to put them on. - -This was the first time Mr. Cumberford had witnessed a performance of -the aëroplane, yet he was much less excited than his daughter, who could -not withdraw her gaze from the device and was nervously attentive to -every move that the young aviator made. Orissa, confident of the result, -was most composed of all. - -When all was ready Steve took his seat, started the motors, and when -they had acquired full speed threw in the clutch. The aëroplane ran less -than fifty feet on its wheels before it began to rise, when it steadily -soared into the air and mounted to an elevation of several hundred feet. -By this time the aviator, who had kept a straight course, was half a -dozen miles from the starting point; but now he made a wide circle and, -returning, passed over Marston’s pasture at the same high altitude. - -The speed of the aircraft was marvelous. Mr. Cumberford declared it was -making a mile a minute, which estimate was probably correct. After -circling for a while Steve descended to a hundred feet in a straight -dive, holding the device in perfect control and maintaining at all times -an exact balance. At a hundred feet he tested the rudders thoroughly, -proving he could alter his course at will, make sharp turns and circle -in a remarkably small space. Then, having been in the air twenty-seven -minutes by the watch, he descended to the ground, rolled a hundred feet -on his running gear and came to a halt a few paces away from the silent, -fascinated group of watchers. - -Not a hitch had occurred. The Kane Aircraft was as perfect a creation as -its inventor had planned it to be. - -Orissa gave Steve a kiss when he alighted, but said not a word. Sybil -impulsively seized the aviator’s hands and pressed them until he flushed -red. Mr. Cumberford lighted a fresh cigarette, nodded approvingly and -said: - -“All right, Steve. It—interests me.” - -“It almost seemed alive,” remarked Steve, with pardonable exuberance. -“Why, I believe it would fly bottom-side-up, if I asked it to!” - -“Any changes necessary?” inquired Mr. Cumberford. - -“Only one or two, and those unimportant. The steering-wheel is too loose -and needs tightening. The left guy-wires are a bit too taut and need to -be relieved. Half an hour’s tinkering and the aircraft will be as -perfect as I know how to make it.” - -As they were wheeling it back to the hangar, Sybil asked: - -“Weren’t you frightened, Mr. Kane, when you were so high above the -earth?” - -“Oh, no; it is far safer a mile up than it is fifty or a hundred feet. -There are no dangerous air currents to contend with and the machine -glides more smoothly the more air it has underneath it. When I am near -the earth I sometimes get a little nervous, but never when I’m far up.” - -“But suppose you should fall from that distance?” - -“Fall? Oh, but you can’t fall very easily with this sort of a biplane. -At any angle it’s a kind of a parachute, you know, for the hinged ends -automatically spread themselves against the air pressure. And as for a -tumble, you know that a fall of fifty feet would kill one as surely as a -fall of several hundred feet. If a fellow can manage to stick to his -aëroplane he’s pretty safe.” - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - -[Illustration: “IT—INTERESTS ME.”] - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - -“It seems such a frail thing,” observed Sybil, musingly. - -“Just wooden ribs and canvas,” laughed Steve; “but anything stronger -would be unnecessary, and therefore foolish.” - -“Now, then,” said Mr. Cumberford, when the aircraft rested once more -upon its rack, “I’ve something to tell you, Kane. I’ve known it for -several days, but refrained from speaking until you had made your -trial.” - -There was an ominous suggestion in the words. Steve turned and looked at -him questioningly. - -“Any bad news, sir?” - -“Time will determine if it’s bad or good. Anyhow, it’s news. Burthon is -building an aircraft.” - -“An aëroplane?” - -“I said an aircraft.” - -“But that word designates only my own machine.” - -“Burthon is building your machine.” - -Steve stared at him, doubtful if he heard aright. Orissa stood -motionless, growing white and red by turns. Sybil’s lips curled in a -sneer as she said: - -“My clever uncle! What a resourceful man he is.” - -“I—I don’t believe I understand,” stammered Steve. - -“It’s simple enough,” replied Cumberford. “Burthon sent to Washington -for copies of your plans and specifications, has built a hangar and -workshop over South Pasadena way, and employed a clever mechanic from -Cleveland to superintend the construction—already well under way.” - -“How do you know this, sir?” inquired Steve, breathless. - -“The clever mechanic from Cleveland is my own man, who has been my -confidential agent for years.” - -“And you permit him to do this work!” cried the young man, indignantly. - -“To be sure. If Brewster loses the job, some one will get it who is -_not_ my agent. It is the only way I can keep accurate account of what -Burthon is up to.” - -They were all silent for a time while they considered this startling -information. By and by Cumberford said: - -“Burthon has joined the Aëro Club, has donated a handsome cup for the -best endurance flight during the coming meet at Dominguez, and in some -way has made himself so popular with the officials that he has been -appointed a member of the committee on arrangements. I dropped in at the -Club yesterday, for I’m a member, and made this discovery. My scheming -brother-in-law has some dusky, deep laid plan, and is carrying it out -with particular attention to detail.” - -“Do you think it concerns us, sir?” asked Orissa, anxiously. - -“Yes. It isn’t extraordinary that Burthon should take a fancy to -aviation. He is full of fads and fancies, and such a thing is liable to -interest him. It interests me. But the meat in the nut is the fact that -he is building a copy of the Kane Aircraft, merely adding a few details -which he will declare are improvements.” - -“Can’t we issue an injunction and stop him?” asked Steve. - -“I’ve seen a lawyer about that. We can’t prove infringement at this -stage of the game and it would be folly to attempt it. Burthon’s plan is -to exhibit his machine first, then keep yours off the field during the -meet and afterward claim that you are infringing upon his rights. He has -organized a stock company, keeping most of the stock himself, has -entered his device in all the aviation tournaments throughout the -country, and is issuing a circular offering the machines for sale. I -have a hand proof, fresh from the printer, of this circular.” - -“Who will be his aviator?” asked Steve, with puckered brows. - -“His former chauffeur, Mr. Totham Tyler, is one. He is now looking for -another, also.” - -Steve drew a long breath. - -“What can we do?” he asked in a bewildered tone. - -“Checkmate him,” was the composed reply. - -“How, sir?” - -“Well, we know pretty well all Burthon’s plans. He doesn’t suspect we -know a thing; believes he will be able to keep his secret until his -aëroplane is ready and he can announce it in the newspapers and create a -sensation. He has concocted a very pretty trick. Until this date no one -has ever heard of the Kane Aircraft. After the Burthon Improved Biplane -is exploited and its praise on every tongue, you won’t be able to get -even a hearing with your invention, much less a chance to fly it.” - -Steve sat down and covered his face with his hands. His attitude was one -of despair. - -“When will Mr. Burthon’s machine be finished?” asked Orissa, -thoughtfully. - -“He expects to make the first trial a week from to-morrow. He has kept a -force of expert men at work, and they haven’t attempted to make the Kane -engines, but are using a type that has worked successfully in many -biplanes. So his machine has grown into existence very quickly.” - -“A week from to-morrow,” repeated Orissa, softly. “And Steve is ready -to-day.” - -Steve looked up quickly. Sybil laughed at him. - -“You silly boy,” said she. “Can’t you understand what Daddy means by a -checkmate?” - -Steve turned to Mr. Cumberford, who was lighting a fresh cigarette. - -“If you will place the matter in my hands,” said that gentleman, “I will -proceed to put a spoke in Burthon’s wheel, so to speak. Heretofore, -Steve, I have been a mere onlooker, a—an interested friend, I may say. -At this juncture you’d better make me your manager.” - -“Would you accept the position?” asked the boy. - -“Yes; there isn’t much else to interest me just now, and—I hate -Burthon.” - -“Poor uncle!” sighed Sybil. - -“On what terms will you undertake this, sir?” Steve inquired, with -anxiety. - -“Why, I may have to spend a lot of money; probably will; and my time’s -valuable; when I’m not here I’m moping at the Alexandria Hotel; so I -propose you give me ten per cent of your profits for the first three -years.” - -“That is absurd, sir,” declared Steve. “There will be little profit at -first, and ten per cent of it wouldn’t amount to anything.” - -Mr. Cumberford smiled—a grim smile that was one of his peculiarities. - -“It’ll do, Steve. I’ll make it pay me well, see if I don’t. But you may -add to the demand, if you like, by promising to present my daughter the -fourth complete Kane Aircraft your factory turns out.” - -“The first!” cried Steve. - -“No, the fourth. We want the first three to go where they’ll advertise -us. Is it a bargain, Mr. Kane?” - -Steve grasped his hand. - -“Of course, sir,” he replied gratefully. “I’m not sure we can defeat Mr. -Burthon’s conspiracy, but I know you will do all that is possible. And -thank you, sir,” he added, again pressing the elder man’s hand. - -Orissa took Mr. Cumberford’s hand next. She did not express her -gratitude in words, but the man understood her and to hide his -embarrassment began to search for his cigarette case. As for Sybil, she -regarded the scene with an amused smile, and there was a queer look in -her dark eyes. - -“Now,” said Orissa, “let us go in to breakfast. You must all be nearly -famished.” - -“Yes; let us eat, so that I can get back to town,” agreed Mr. -Cumberford, cheerfully. “The campaign begins this very morning, and it -may take a few people by surprise. Remember, Steve, you’re to stand -ready to carry out any plans your manager makes.” - -“I understand, sir.” - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - CHAPTER XVI - - THE OPENING GUN - - -Sybil rode with her father into town. On the way she said: - -“You puzzle me. One would imagine you are playing fair with the Kanes.” - -“Mere imagination,” he returned, gruffly. - -“Yes,” she agreed; “your nature is to plot and intrigue. The deeper, the -more stealthy and unsuspected the plot, the more characteristic is it of -my subtle parent.” - -“True,” he said. - -“But here is a condition that puzzles me, as I have remarked. I -understand how you won the confidence of the Kanes by posing as generous -and unselfish. That was quite like you. But to-day you had them in your -power. You might have demanded anything—everything—yet you accepted a -mere ten per cent. Now I’m really wondering what your game is.” - -It was evident he did not relish his daughter’s criticism, for his -usually placid brow bore a heavy frown. Still, he answered lightly: - -“You’re stirring too deep; you’re roiling the pot. Why don’t you look on -the surface?” - -“Oh! how stupid of me,” she said in a relieved voice. - -“To be a diverse scoundrel,” announced her father, “is the acme of -diabolic art. From complication to simplicity is but a step, yet -requires audacity. Most rascals fail to realize that an honest act, by -way of contrast, affords more satisfaction than persistent chicanery -will produce. We must have variety in our pleasures in order to get the -most from them.” - -“To be sure,” said Sybil. - -“Meantime, you are forgetting your Uncle Burthon.” - -They rode in silence for a time. Then the girl nestled a little closer -to her father’s side and murmured: - -“I’m mighty glad, Daddy. I like the Kanes.” - -“So do I,” he responded. - -“And isn’t Stephen’s aëroplane marvelous?” - -“I consider it,” said he, “the cleverest and most important invention of -the age.” - -By eight o’clock a skillful photographer was on his way to Stephen -Kane’s hangar to get pictures of the aircraft, while Mr. Cumberford sat -in the office of a noted advertising expert and bargained for an amount -of publicity that fairly made the man’s head swim. The city editors of -all the morning papers were next interviewed and interested in the -Cumberford campaign, so that half a dozen reporters who were noted for -their brilliant descriptive writing attended a luncheon given by Mr. -Cumberford at the Aëro Club and listened to his glowing accounts of the -Kane Aircraft and the wonderful flight made by its inventor that very -morning. - -For fear Mr. Burthon might drop into the Club during this session, the -cautious “manager” of the aircraft had taken the precaution to have -Brewster telephone him to come to the South Pasadena workshop, and to -keep him there by some pretext till late in the day. This was done. Mr. -Burthon spent the entire afternoon with his imitation aircraft, -returning to Los Angeles for a late dinner at his club. Then, being very -tired, he went early to bed. - -At breakfast next morning he picked up a newspaper, started as his eye -fell upon the lurid headlines, and nearly fainted with chagrin and -anger. - -Upon the first page was a large picture of the Kane Aircraft, with a -vignette of its inventor in an upper corner and columns of description -and enthusiastic comment regarding his creation, which was heralded as a -distinct forward stride in practical aviation. Stephen’s remarkable -flight was referred to and promise made of an exhibition soon to be held -at Dominguez Field where the public would be given an opportunity to see -the aircraft in action. - -Mr. Burthon, as soon as he could recover himself, read every word -carefully. Then he smoked his cigar and thought it over. Half an hour -later he was making the rounds of the evening papers, but found he was -unable to “kill” the articles prepared to exploit the Kane Aircraft. The -morning papers having devoted so much space to the subject, the -afternoon papers could not possibly ignore it, and finding he was -helpless in this attempt he followed another tack. - -Entering the office of the secretary of the Aëro Club he said: - -“I believe our contract with the owners of Dominguez Field provides that -the Aëro Club may have the use of the grounds whenever it so desires, -regardless of any other engagements by outsiders.” - -“Certainly,” replied the secretary. “I remember you yourself insisted -upon that condition, as chairman of the committee on arrangements.” - -“Please notify the manager that we require Dominguez Field, for Club -purposes, every day for the next two weeks.” - -“But—Mr. Burthon! Think of the expense.” - -“I shall personally pay all charges.” - -“Very well.” - -The secretary telephoned, and was informed that the Field had been -engaged that morning for the coming Saturday by a Mr. Cumberford, an -Aëro Club member. But Mr. Burthon insisted on the rights of the Club, as -an organization, and the manager agreed to cancel Cumberford’s -engagement. - -From there Mr. Burthon went to the managers of the Motordrome, the -baseball parks and Luna, engaging every open date for two weeks to come. -Then having practically tied up every available place where the Kane -Aircraft might be publicly exhibited, he sighed contentedly and went to -his South Pasadena workshop to hasten the completion of his own -aëroplane. - -Mr. Cumberford was annoyed when he received notice that he could not -have Dominguez Field for any day previous to the aviation meet. He was -further annoyed by the discovery that Burthon had engaged every public -amusement park in the vicinity of Los Angeles. But he was not the man to -despair in such an emergency; the contest between him and his hated -brother-in-law merely sharpened his wits and rendered him more alert. - -He found a broad vacant field on the Santa Monica car line; arranged -with the street railway company to carry the people there for a five -cent fare, and tied up his deals with contracts so that Burthon would be -unable to interfere. Then he ordered a large grand stand to be built and -instead of fencing in the grounds determined to make the exhibition -absolutely free to all who cared to attend. - -These arrangements completed, Mr. Cumberford announced in glaring -advertisements the date of the exhibition, and decided he had won the -game. - -Mr. Burthon tried to enjoin the exhibition, claiming that Stephen Kane’s -aircraft was an infringement on his own device; but Stephen personally -appeared before the judge and convinced him there was nothing in the -assertion. Of course Mr. Cumberford saw that the newspapers had full -accounts of these proceedings, and so public interest was keyed up to -the highest pitch when Saturday arrived. The cars on that day were taxed -to their fullest capacity to carry the crowds to Kane Park, as the new -aviation field was called. - -A large and attractive hangar had been constructed on the field, and -Stephen, on the morning of the exhibition, flew his aëroplane from -Marston’s pasture to Kane Park, alighting successfully just before the -hangar. Orissa, Sybil and Mr. Cumberford were there to receive him, and -after placing the aircraft safely in the new hangar they all motored to -town for breakfast at the Alexandria. - -It was no longer possible for Steve to take entire personal charge of -his invention, so Mr. Cumberford, having made a careful search, was -finally able to secure two men, who until that time had been strangers -to one another, as assistants. These men were skilled mechanics and -recommended as honest and reliable—which perhaps they were under -ordinary circumstances. Their names were Wilson and Reed. As they had -already been two days in Stephen’s workshop and were now thoroughly -conversant with their duties, these two men were left at the hangar in -charge of the aëroplane, with instructions to watch it carefully and -allow no one to enter or to examine it. - -Steve needed rest, for he had worked night and day preparing for this -important public test. The exhibition was to be held at two o’clock, so -he reluctantly acceded to Mr. Cumberford’s request that he lie down in a -quiet room at the hotel and sleep until he was called to lunch. - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - CHAPTER XVII - - A CURIOUS ACCIDENT - - -Orissa had not been at all nervous over the event at Kane Park until the -hour when she entered the field and noted the tremendous throng -assembled to witness her brother’s much heralded flight. The band was -playing vigorously and many gay banners waved over the grand stand and -the big hangar wherein the aircraft was hidden. Then, indeed, she began -to realize the importance of the occasion, and her heart throbbed with -pride to think that Steve was the hero all awaited and that his name -would be famous from this time forth. - -This was the 17th of December, and on January first the great -International Aviation Meet was to be held at Los Angeles, with such -famous aviators present as the Wright Brothers, Glenn Curtiss, Hubert -Latham, Arch Hoxsey, their old friend Willard, Parmalee, Ely, Brookins, -Radley and many others. Mr. Cumberford had entered Stephen Kane for this -important meet and the young man was booked to take part in the -endurance and speed tests and to make an attempt to break the world’s -record for altitude—all in his own flyer, the Kane Aircraft. So swift a -transition from obscurity to popularity—or at least to the attention of -the civilized world—was enough to turn the head of anyone; but as yet -Steve seemed all unaware of his own importance. - -Disregarding the crowds, which were eagerly seeking a glimpse of the -young aviator but did not know him, he quietly made his way to the -hangar and was admitted by Wilson, who guarded the doorway from an -insistent group demanding a peep at the aëroplane. - -Steve took off his coat, made a thorough inspection of all the working -parts, and then put on his close-fitting cap and goggles, buttoned a -sweater over his chest and nodded to his men to throw back the entrance -curtains. - -Two policemen cleared the way and as the aviator drew back his lever the -aircraft rolled out of the hangar into full view of the multitude. A -shout went up; handkerchiefs were waved and the band played frantically. -On its big wheels, which were almost large enough for a motor car, the -aëroplane sped across the field, turned, passed the grand stand, and -with accelerating speed dashed away to the farther end of the field. - -A murmur arose, in which surprise and disappointment were intermingled. -One fat gentleman, who had been patiently waiting for two hours, -exclaimed: “Why, it’s only a sort of automobile, with crossed airplanes -set over it! I thought they claimed the thing could fly.” Those who knew -something of aviation, however, were the ones astonished at Steve’s -preliminary performance. They realized the advantage of being able to -drive an aëroplane on its own wheels, as an automobile goes, in case of -emergencies, and moreover the “crossed planes”—a distinct innovation in -construction—gave them considerable food for thought. Usually the two -surfaces, or floats, of a biplane are exactly parallel, one above the -other; but in Steve’s machine the upper plane ran fore and aft, while -the lower one extended sidewise. At a glance it was possible to see the -advantage of this arrangement as a duplex balance, which, with the -swinging wing-ends, comprised the safety device that the inventor -believed made his aëroplane superior to any other. - -From the far end of the field Steve swung around and started back, -straight for the grand stand. He had nearly reached it when he threw in -the clutch that started the propellers and at the same time slightly -elevated the front rudder. Up, like a bird taking wing, rose the -aircraft, soaring above the grand stand and then describing a series of -circles over the field. Gradually it ascended, as if the aviator was -ascending an aërial spiral staircase, until he had mounted so far among -the clouds that only a grayish speck was discernible. - -The spectators held their breaths in anxious suspense. The speck grew -larger. Swooping down at a sharp angle the aircraft came suddenly into -view and within a hundred feet of the ground resumed its normal position -and began to circle around the field again. - -Now a mighty cheer went up, and Orissa, who had been pressing Sybil’s -hand with a grip that made her wince, found herself sobbing with joy. -Her brother’s former flights had been almost as successful as this; but -only now, with the plaudits of a multitude ringing in her ears, did she -realize the wonderful thing he had accomplished. - -But on a sudden the shout was stilled. A startled, frightened moan ran -through the assemblage. Women screamed, men paled and more than one -onlooker turned sick and faint. - -For the Kane Aircraft, while gracefully gliding along, in full view of -all, was seen to suddenly collapse and crumple like a pricked toy -balloon. Aëroplane and aviator fell together in a shapeless mass toward -the earth, and the sight was enough to dismay the stoutest heart. - -But Steve’s salvation lay in his altitude at the time of the accident. -Fifty feet from the earth the automatic planes asserted their surfaces -against the air and arrested, to an appreciable extent, the plunge. Had -it been a hundred feet instead of fifty the young man might have escaped -without injury, but the damaged machine had acquired so great a momentum -that it landed with a shock that unseated young Kane and threw him -underneath the weight of the motor and gasoline tank. - -A dozen ready hands promptly released him from the wreck, but when they -tried to lift him to his feet he could not stand. His leg was broken. - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - CHAPTER XVIII - - THE ONE TO BLAME - - -Mr. Cumberford locked the doors of the hangar and refused to admit -anyone but his own daughter. Even Reed and Wilson, having assisted to -drag the wreck to its shed, were ordered peremptorily to keep out. -Wilson obeyed without protest, but Reed was angry and said it was his -duty to put the aircraft into shape again. Cumberford listened to him -quietly; listened to his declaration that he had had nothing to do with -the construction of the aëroplane and therefore could in no way be held -responsible for the accident; and after the man had had his say his -employer asked him to come to his hotel in the evening to consider what -should be done. He also made an appointment with Wilson. Then he shut -himself up in the hangar with Sybil. - -Orissa had gone with Steve in the ambulance to the hospital, where she -remained by his side until the leg was set and the young man felt fairly -comfortable. The injury was not very painful, but Steve was in great -mental distress because his accident would prevent his taking part in -the aviation meet. All their carefully made plans for the successful -promotion of the Kane Aircraft were rendered futile by this sudden -reverse of fortune, and the youthful inventor constantly bewailed the -fact that Burthon would now have a clear field and his own career be -ignominiously ended. - -Orissa had little to say in reply, for her own heart was aching and she -saw no way to comfort her brother. When he was settled in his little -white room, with a skillful nurse in attendance, the girl went home to -break the sad news to their blind mother. - -Meantime Mr. Cumberford was busy at the hangar. In spite of his usual -nonchalance and obtuse manner—both carefully assumed—the man had a -thorough understanding of mechanics and by this time knew every detail -of young Kane’s aëroplane quite intimately. Also, he was a shrewd and -logical reasoner, and well knew the accident had been due to some cause -other than faulty parts or inherent weakness of the aircraft. So he took -off his coat, rolled up his shirt sleeves and began a careful -examination of the wreck. - -It was Sybil, however, who stood staring at the aëroplane, always -fascinating to her, who first discovered the cause of Steve’s -catastrophe. - -“See here, Daddy,” she exclaimed; “this guy-wire has been cut half -through, in some way, and others are broken entirely.” - -Mr. Cumberford came to her side and inspected the guy-wire. The girl was -right. It was certainly odd that several strands of the slender but -strong woven-wire cable had parted. Her father took a small magnifying -glass from his pocket and examined the cut with care. - -“It has been filed,” he announced. - -Sybil nodded, but she seemed absent-minded and to have lost interest in -the discovery. - -“From the first I suspected the guy-wires,” she said. “When the aircraft -collapsed I knew the wires had parted, and then—I thought of my clever -uncle.” - -Mr. Cumberford rolled down his sleeves and put on his coat. - -“Three of the wires gave way,” he observed, “and it’s a wonder young -Kane wasn’t killed. Come, ’Bil; we’ll go back to the hotel.” - -They found the field deserted, their motor car being the last on the -grounds. During the ride into town Sybil remarked: - -“This affair will cause you serious loss, Daddy.” - -“Why?” - -“Steve can’t exhibit his device at the meet, and Uncle Burthon will be -on hand to win all the laurels.” - -“Don’t worry over that,” he said grimly. “We’ve ten days in which to -outwit Burthon, and if I can’t manage to do it in that time I deserve to -lose my money.” - -Wilson came to the hotel promptly at eight o’clock for his interview -with Mr. Cumberford. Said that gentleman: - -“Tell me all that happened at the hangar after we left you and Reed -there this morning.” - -The man seemed reluctant at first, but finally decided to tell the -truth. He appeared to be an honest young fellow, but knew quite well -that his testimony would injure his fellow assistant. - -“It was quite early, sir, when an automobile came into the field and a -gentleman asked to see the aircraft. Mr. Reed was at the door, at the -time, and I heard him reply that no one could be admitted. Then the -gentleman said something to him in a low voice and Reed, after a little -hesitation, turned to me and told me to guard the door. I did so, and -the two walked away together. I saw them in close conversation for quite -a while, and then Reed came back to the hangar and said: ‘The gentleman -is having trouble with his motor car, Wilson, and one of his engines is -working badly. You understand such things; go and see if you can help -him, while I guard the door.’ - -“I thought that was queer, sir, for Reed is as good a mechanic as I am; -but I took a wrench and walked over to the automobile, which was not a -hundred yards distant. A little dried-up chauffeur was in the driver’s -seat. The gentleman asked me to test the engines, which I did, and found -there was nothing wrong with them at all. I hadn’t been a bit suspicious -until then, but this set me thinking and I hurried back to the hangar. I -hadn’t been away ten minutes, and I found Reed standing in the doorway -quietly smoking his pipe. Everything about the aircraft seemed all -right, so I said nothing to Reed except that his friend was a ringer and -up to some trick. He answered that the man was no friend of his; that he -had never seen him before and was not likely to see him again. That is -all, sir. I didn’t leave the hangar again until Mr. Kane returned and -took charge of it.” - -Mr. Cumberford had listened intently. - -“Do you know the name of the man with the automobile?” he asked. - -“No, sir.” - -“Describe him, please.” - -Wilson described Burthon with fair accuracy. - -“Thank you. You may go now, but I want you on hand to-morrow morning to -assist in getting the machine back to Kane’s old hangar.” - -“Very well, sir.” - -Reed came a half hour after Wilson had left. His attitude was swaggering -and defiant. Mr. Cumberford said to him: - -“Reed, your action in filing the guy-wires is a crime that will be -classed as attempted manslaughter. You are liable to imprisonment for -life.” - -The man grew pale, but recovering himself replied: - -“I didn’t file the wires. You can’t prove it.” - -“I’m going to try, anyway,” declared Cumberford. “That is, unless you -confess the truth, in which case I’ll prosecute Burthon instead of you.” - -Reed stared at him but, stubbornly made no reply. - -“How much did he pay you for the work?” continued Cumberford. - -No answer. - -Mr. Cumberford touched a bell and a detective entered. - -“Officer, I accuse this man of an attempt to murder Stephen Kane,” said -he. “You overheard the recent interview in this room and understand the -case perfectly and the evidence on which I base my charge. You will -arrest Mr. Reed, if you please.” - -The officer took the man in charge. Reed was nervous and evidently -terrified, but maintained a stubborn silence. - -“Confession may save you,” suggested Cumberford; but Reed was pursuing -some plan previously determined on, and would not speak. So the officer -led him away. - -Next morning the wrecked aëroplane was transferred to the workshop in -the Kane garden, where Wilson, under the supervision of Orissa and Mr. -Cumberford, began taking it apart that they might estimate the damage it -had sustained. Orissa’s face bore a serious but determined expression -and she directed the work as intelligently as Steve could have done. -Cumberford, who had brought a pair of overalls, worked beside Wilson and -in a few hours they were able to tell exactly what repairs were -necessary. - -“The motors are not much injured,” announced Orissa, “and that is indeed -fortunate. We need one new propeller blade, five bows and struts for the -lower plane, new wing ends and guy-wires and almost a complete new -running gear. It isn’t so very bad, sir. With the extra parts we have on -hand I believe the aircraft can be put in perfect condition before the -meet.” - -“Good!” exclaimed Mr. Cumberford. “Then our greatest need is to secure a -competent aviator.” - -“To operate Stephen’s machine?” - -“Of course. He’s out of commission, poor lad; but the machine must fly, -nevertheless.” - -Orissa’s blue eyes regarded him gravely. She had been considering this -proposition ever since the accident. - -“Our first task,” said she, “is to get my brother’s invention thoroughly -repaired.” - -“But the question of the aviator is fully as important,” persisted her -friend. “Wilson,” turning to the mechanic, “do you think you could -operate the aircraft?” - -“Me, sir?” replied the man, with a startled look; “I—I’m afraid not. I -understand it, of course; but I’ve had no experience.” - -“No one but Stephen Kane can claim to have had experience with this -device,” said Mr. Cumberford; “so someone must operate it who is, as -yet, wholly inexperienced.” - -“Can’t you find an aviator who has used other machines, sir?” asked -Wilson. “The city is full of them just now.” - -“I’ll try,” was the answer. - -Mr. Cumberford did try. After engaging another mechanic to assist Wilson -he interviewed every aviator he could find in Los Angeles. But all with -the slightest experience in aërial navigation were engaged by the -various aëroplane manufacturers to operate their devices, or had foreign -machines of their own which were entered for competition. He was -referred to several ambitious and fearless men who would willingly -undertake to fly the Kane invention, but he feared to trust them with so -important a duty. - -Returning one day in a rather discouraged mood to Orissa, who was busy -directing her men, he said: - -“I have always, until now, been able to find a man for any purpose I -required; but the art of flying is in its infancy and the few bold -spirits who have entered the game are all tied up and unavailable. It -looks very much as if we were going to have a winning aëroplane with no -one to develop its possibilities.” - -Orissa was tightening a turnbuckle. She looked up and said with a smile: - -“The aviator is already provided, sir.” - -“What! You have found him?” exclaimed Mr. Cumberford. - -“I ought to have said ‘aviatress,’ I suppose,” laughed the girl. - -“My daughter? Nonsense.” - -“Oh, Sybil would undertake it, if I’d let her,” replied Orissa. “But I -dare not trust anyone but—myself. There is too much at stake.” - -“You!” - -“Just Orissa Kane. I’ve been to the hospital this morning and talked -with Steve, and he quite approves my idea.” - -Mr. Cumberford looked at the slight, delicate form with an expression of -wonder. The girl seemed so dainty, so beautiful, so very feminine and -youthful, that her suggestion to risk her life in an airship was -positively absurd. - -“You’ve a fine nerve, my child,” he remarked, with a sigh, “and I’ve no -doubt you would undertake the thing if I’d give my consent. But of -course I can’t do that.” - -“Why not?” - -“You’re not fit.” - -“In what way?” - -“Why, er—strength, and—and experience. Girls don’t fly, my dear; they -simply encourage the men to risk their necks.” - -“Boo! there’s no danger,” asserted Orissa, scornfully. “One is as safe -in the Kane Aircraft as in a trundle-bed.” - -“Yet Steve—” - -“Oh, one may be murdered in bed, you know, as well as in an aëroplane. -Had those guy-wires not been tampered with an accident to my brother -would have been impossible. Have you stopped to consider, sir, that even -when the planes separated and crumpled under the air pressure Steve’s -device asserted its ability to float, and dropped gently to the ground? -Steve managed to get hurt because he fell under the weight of the -motors; that was all. Really, sir, I can’t imagine anything safer than -the aircraft. And as for brawn and muscle, you know very well that -little strength is required in an aviator. Skill is called for; a clear -head and a quick eye; and these qualities I possess.” - -“H-m. You think you can manage the thing?” - -“I know it—absolutely. I’ve talked over with Steve every detail from the -very beginning, and have personally tested all the working parts time -and again, except in actual flight.” - -“And you’re not afraid?” - -“Not in the least.” - -“You won’t faint when you find yourself among the clouds?” - -“Not a faint, sir. It isn’t in me.” - -Mr. Cumberford fell silent and solemn. He began to seriously consider -the proposition. - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - CHAPTER XIX - - PLANNING THE CAMPAIGN - - -That evening the secretary of the Aëro Club telephoned Mr. Cumberford to -ask if he wished to withdraw his entry from contest in the coming -aviation meet. - -“By no means,” was the reply. - -“But you state that Kane is to be the aviator, and we are informed that -Kane has a broken leg.” - -“Leave the entry as it stands: ‘Kane, Aviator,’” said Cumberford, -positively. - -“Very well, sir,” returned the secretary, evidently puzzled. - -But his friend Burthon, who had suggested his telephoning, was highly -pleased when he learned Mr. Cumberford’s decision. - -“All right,” he observed, with satisfaction; “we’ll leave the Kane -Aircraft on the programme, for everyone is talking of the wonderful -device and the announcement of its competition will be the greatest -drawing card we have. But the entry of ‘Kane, Aviator’ will disqualify -anyone but Kane from operating the aircraft, and I happen to know his -leg is in a plaster cast and he cannot use it for months to come.” - -“Won’t it hurt us to disqualify the Kane Aircraft and have it withdrawn -at the last moment?” inquired the secretary, doubtfully. - -“No; for I’m going to spring on the crowd the biggest surprise of the -century—Burthon’s Biplane.” - -“Are you sure of its success, sir?” - -“Absolutely. Kane copied his machine from mine, as I have before -explained to you, and in addition to all the good points he has -exhibited I have the advantage of a perfect automatic balance. If Kane’s -device had been equipped with it he wouldn’t have fallen the other day.” - -Perhaps Mr. Burthon was sincere in saying this. He had had no -opportunity to examine Stephen’s latest creation at close quarters, but -on the day of the trial at Kane Park he had observed the fact that -Stephen had abandoned the automatic balance he had first patented, and -now had recourse to crossed planes. Both Burthon and his mechanics -considered the original device the best and most practical, and they -depended upon it for the biggest advertisement of Burthon’s Improved -Biplane, having of course no hint that Stephen had tested it and found -it sadly lacking. - -On the 26th the Burthon flyer was ready for trial, and Tot Tyler, after -several attempts, got it into the air and made a short flight that -filled the heart of Mr. Burthon with elation. - -“Curtiss and the Wrights will do better than that, though,” observed the -ex-chauffeur, “to say nothing of those daredevils Latham and Hoxsey. -I’ll improve after a few more trials, but I can’t promise ever to do -better than the other fellows do.” - -“That isn’t to be expected,” returned Burthon. “I’m not backing you to -excel the performances of the old aviators; that isn’t my point. The -improvements and novelties we have to show will take the wind out of the -sails of all other aëroplanes and result in a flood of orders. Comparing -machine for machine, we’re years in advance of the Wrights and -Curtiss—and centuries ahead of those foreign devices.” - -“Perhaps,” admitted Tot. “But Kane’s aëroplane is practically the same -as your own, and it is still on the programme.” - -“It won’t fly, though,” declared Burthon, with a laugh. “Don’t worry -about anything but your own work, Tyler. Leave all the rest to me.” - -The man knew his employer was playing a hazardous game and that he had -stolen outright the Kane Aircraft, and while the knowledge did not add -to Tot Tyler’s nerve or assurance he was gleeful over the prospect of -“doing” his enemy, Cumberford. The little fellow was bold enough—even to -the point of bravery—and fully as unprincipled as his employer. His -hatred of Cumberford was so acrid that he would have gone to any length, -even without pay, to defeat his plans, and Burthon found him an eager -and willing tool. Nevertheless, the little man scented danger ahead of -them and had an idea that trouble was brewing from some unknown source. - -By this time Burthon had begun a campaign of widespread publicity, and -in spite of the long list of famous aviators in the city the newspapers -were filled with pictures of the Burthon device and accounts of the -marvelous flights of Totham Tyler. Nothing more was heard of the Kane -Aircraft, but the public had not forgotten it and many were puzzled that -two local aëroplane makers should be exhibiting identically the same -improvements, each claiming to have originated them. As for the visiting -aviators, they were interested, but held their peace. The performances -at the coming competition would tell the story of supremacy, and -whatever good points were displayed by the local inventors could -doubtless be adapted to their own craft. They waited, therefore, for -proof of the glowing claims made in the newspapers. Many promising -inventions have turned out to be failures. - -The public was, to an extent, in the same doubting mood. Kane’s -magnificent public flight had ended with an accident, while Tyler’s -preliminary exhibitions were in no way remarkable as compared with -records already established. The meet would tell the story. - -Meantime Orissa completed her repairs. On the day that Steve came home -from the hospital in an ambulance she wheeled him in an invalid chair to -the hangar and allowed the boy to inspect a perfect aircraft. The young -man suffered no pain, and although he was physically helpless his eye -and brain were as keen as ever. Being wheeled around the device, so that -he could observe it from all sides and at all angles, he made a thorough -examination of his sister’s work and declared it excellent. - -“Think you can manage it, Ris?” he asked, referring to her proposed -venture. - -“I am sure I can,” she promptly replied. “You must understand—all of -you,” turning to confront Mr. Cumberford and Sybil, who were present, -“that I am not undertaking this flight from choice. Had Steve been able -to exhibit his own aëroplane I might never have tried to fly alone; but -it seems to me that our fortune, my brother’s future career, and our -friend Mr. Cumberford’s investment, all hinge upon our making a good -showing at Dominguez Field. No one but me is competent to properly -exhibit the aircraft, to show all its good points and prove what it is -capable of doing. Therefore I have undertaken to save our reputation and -our money, and I am sure that my decision is proper and right.” - -“I agree with you,” said Steve, eagerly. “You’re a brave little girl, -Ris.” - -“I have but one request to make, Mr. Cumberford,” she added. - -“What is it, Orissa?” he inquired. - -“Do not advertise me as ‘The Girl Aviator,’ or by any other such name. I -prefer people should remain ignorant of the fact that a girl is -operating the Kane Aircraft. Can’t you keep quiet about it?” - -“I can, and will,” he asserted. “Indeed, my dear, I much prefer that -course. It will be all the more interesting when—when—the discovery is -made.” - -“I do not wish to become a celebrity,” she said, seriously. “One in the -family is enough,” glancing proudly at Steve, “and I’m afraid nice -people would think me unmaidenly and bold to become a public aviator. -I’m not at all freakish—indeed, I’m not!—and only stern necessity -induces me to face this ordeal.” - -“My dear,” said Mr. Cumberford, looking at her admiringly, “your -feelings shall be considered in every possible way. But you must not -imagine you are the first female aviator. In Europe—especially in -France—a score of women have made successful flights, and not one is -considered unwomanly or has forfeited any claim to the world’s respect -and applause.” - -“The most successful aviators of the future,” remarked Stephen, -thoughtfully, “are bound to be women. As a rule they are lighter than -men, more supple and active, quick of perception and less liable to lose -their heads in emergencies. The operation of an aëroplane is, it seems -to me, especially fitted to women.” - -“Ah!” exclaimed Sybil, with a whimsical glance at the speaker, “I have -discovered my future vocation. I shall aviate parties of atmospheric -tourists. When the passenger airships are introduced I’ll become the -original sky motoress, and so win fame and fortune.” - -Steve laughed, but shook his head. - -“The airship of the future will not be a passenger affair,” he -predicted, “but an individual machine for personal use. They’ll be -cheaper than automobiles, and more useful, for they can go direct to -their destination in a straight ‘air-line.’ Men will use them to go to -business, women to visit town on shopping expeditions or to take an -airing for pleasure; but I’m sure they will be built for but one -person.” - -“Then I’ll have one and become a free lance in the sky, roaming where I -will,” declared Sybil. - -This unconventional girl had developed a decided fancy for the inventor, -and while in his presence it was noticed that she became less reserved -and mysterious than at other times. Steve liked Sybil, too, although she -was so strong a contrast to his own beautiful sister. When she cared to -be agreeable Miss Cumberford proved interesting and was, Steve thought, -“good company.” Orissa observed that Sybil invariably presented the best -side of her character to Steve. While he was in the hospital the girl -visited him daily, and now that he had come home again she passed most -of her time at the hangar. - -Mr. Cumberford was greatly annoyed to learn that the Kane headquarters -at Dominguez Field had been given a location in the rear of all the -others, where it would be practically unnoticed. Of course this slight -was attributed to Burthon’s influence with the committee of -arrangements, of which he was a member. Burthon’s own hangar, on the -contrary, had a very prominent position. From his man Brewster, as well -as from others, Mr. Cumberford also learned that Burthon had hinted he -would prevent the Kane Aircraft from taking any part in the contests. - -All these things worried the Kane party, whose anxieties would have been -sufficient had they not been forced to encounter the petty malice of -Burthon. Sybil, silently listening to all that was said, assumed a more -mysterious air than usual, and on the day previous to the opening of the -great aviation meet she informed her father that she would not accompany -him to Dominguez, where he was bound to attend to all final -preparations. The decision surprised him, but being accustomed to his -daughter’s sudden whims he made no reply and left her in their rooms at -the hotel. - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - CHAPTER XX - - UNCLE AND NIECE - - -When her father had gone Sybil addressed a note to Mr. Burthon which -read: - -“I will call upon you, at your club, for a private interview at twelve -o’clock precisely. As all your future depends upon this meeting you will -not fail to keep the appointment.” - -She signed this message with the initials “S. C.” and Mr. Burthon, -receiving it as he was about to start for Dominguez in his motor car, -for the messenger had had a lively chase over town to catch him, read -and reread the epistle carefully, was thoughtful a moment, and then -ordered his man to drive him to the club. - -“‘S. C.,’” he mused; “who on earth can it be? A woman’s handwriting, of -course, crude and unformed. When women intrigue there is usually a -reason for it. Better find out what’s in the wind, even at the loss of a -little valuable time. That’s the safest plan.” - -He reached his club at exactly twelve o’clock and heard a woman -inquiring for him of the doorkeeper. He met her, bowed, and without a -word led her to his own private sitting room, on the third floor. The -woman—or was it a girl?—was, he observed, heavily veiled, but as soon as -they were alone she removed the veil and looked at him steadfastly from -a pair of dark, luminous eyes. - -Mr. Burthon shifted uneasily in his chair. He had never seen the girl -before, yet there was something singularly familiar in her features. - -“Be good enough to tell me who you are,” he said in the gentle tone he -invariably employed toward women. “I have granted this interview at your -request, but I am very busy to-day and have little time to spare you.” - -“I am your niece,” she replied, slowly and deliberately. - -“Oh!” he exclaimed; then paused to observe her curiously. “So, you are -my sister Marian’s daughter.” - -“Exactly.” - -“I knew she had a child, for often she wrote me about it; but her early -death and my estrangement with your father prevented me from seeing you, -until now. Your mother, my dear, was a—a noble woman.” - -“You are not telling the truth,” said Sybil, quietly. “She was quite the -contrary.” - -He started and flushed. Then he replied, somewhat confused by the girl’s -scornful regard: - -“At least, I loved her. She was my only sister.” - -“And your accomplice.” - -“Eh?” He stared, aghast. Then, quickly recovering himself, he remarked: - -“You were rather too young, when she died, to judge your mother’s -character correctly.” - -“It is true; but I remember her with abhorrence.” - -“Your father, on the other hand,” observed Mr. Burthon, his face -hardening, “might well deserve your hatred and aversion. He is a -scoundrel.” - -“I have heard him say so,” replied Sybil, smiling, “but I do not believe -it. In any event his iniquity could not equal that of the Burthons.” - -“We are complimentary,” said her uncle, returning the smile with seeming -amusement. “But I regret to say I have no time to further converse with -you to-day. Will you call again, if you have anything especial to say to -me?” - -“No,” replied Sybil. “You must listen to me to-day.” - -“To-morrow—” - -“To-morrow,” she interrupted, “you may be in prison. It is not easy to -interview criminals in jail, is it?” - -He looked at her now with more than curiosity; his gaze was searching, -half fearful, inquiring. - -“You speak foolishly,” said he. - -“Yet you understand me perfectly,” she returned. - -“I confess that I do not,” he coldly persisted. - -“Then I must explain,” said she. “When my mother died I was but eight -years of age. But I was old for my years, and on her deathbed your -sister placed in my hands a sealed envelope, directing me to guard it -carefully and secretly, and not to open it until I was eighteen years of -age—and not then unless I had in some way incurred the enmity and -persecution of my uncle, George Burthon. She said it was her -_confession_.” - -He sat perfectly still, as if turned to stone, his eyes fixed full upon -the girl’s face. With an effort he said, in a soft voice: - -“Have I persecuted you?” - -“Indirectly; yes.” - -“But you cannot be eighteen yet!” - -“No,” she admitted; “I am only seventeen.” - -He breathed a sigh of relief. - -“Then—” - -“But I am half a Burthon,” Sybil continued, “and therefore have little -respect for the wishes of others—especially when they interfere with my -own desires. I kept the letter my mother gave me, but had no interest in -opening it until the other day.” - -“And you read it then?” - -“Two or three times—perhaps half a dozen—with great care.” - -“Where is that letter now?” - -“Where you cannot find it, clever as you are. I may say I have great -respect for your cleverness, my dear uncle, since reading the letter. -How paltry the story of Dr. Jekyl and Mr. Hyde seems after knowing you!” - -He moved uneasily in his seat; but the man was on the defensive now, and -eyed his accuser steadily. - -“You seem much like your mother,” he suggested, reflectively. - -“But you are wrong; I am more like my father.” - -He shrugged his shoulders. - -“What matter, my child? You have a rare inheritance, on either side.” - -They sat in silence a moment. Then he said: - -“You have not yet confided to me your errand.” - -“True. I have a request to make which I am sure you will comply with. -You must stop annoying the Kanes.” - -He smiled at her. - -“You have marked them for your own prey—you and your precious father?” - -“Yes. Your persecution must cease, and at once.” - -He seemed thoughtful. - -“I have an end in view,” said he; “an important end.” - -“I know; you want to force Orissa to marry you. But that is absurd. She -is scarcely half your age, and—she despises you.” - -He flushed at this. - -“Nevertheless—” - -“I won’t have it!” cried Sybil, sternly. “And, another thing: you must -withdraw your aëroplane from the aviation meet to-morrow.” - -“Must?” - -“I used the word advisedly. I have the power to compel you to obey me, -and I intend to use it.” - -He sat watching her with his eyes slightly narrowed. Sybil was -absolutely composed. - -“Your mother, my dear,” he presently remarked, “was a—charming woman, -but inclined to be visionary and imaginative. I have no idea what she -wrote in that letter, but if it is anything that asperses my character, -my integrity or fairness, it is not true, and can only be accounted for -by the fact that the poor creature was driven insane by your father, and -did not know what she was doing.” - -“Oh, indeed!” the girl retorted. “Is it not true, then, that you were -convicted in Baltimore, twenty years ago, of a dastardly murder and -robbery, and sentenced by the court to life imprisonment? Is it not true -that my mother at that time contrived your escape and secreted you so -cleverly that the officers of the law could never find you?” - -“It is not true,” he declared, speaking with apparent effort. - -“The letter states that you were arrested and convicted under the name -of Harcliffe; that when active search for you was finally abandoned you -went with my mother to Chicago, and there began a new life under your -right name of Burthon; that there your sister met and married my father, -although you opposed the match bitterly, fearing she would betray your -secret to her husband. But she never did.” - -“It is not true,” he repeated. “The whole story is but a tissue of -lies.” - -“Then,” said Sybil, “I will telegraph to the police of Baltimore that -the escaped prisoner, Harcliffe, whom they have been seeking these -twenty years, is here in Los Angeles, and ask them to send at once -someone to identify him. You need not be afraid, for the story is false. -They will come, I will point you out to them, and they will declare you -are not the man. Then I will believe you—not before.” - -He sat a long time, his head upon his hand, looking at her reflectively. -At the same time her dark eyes were fixed upon him with equal -intentness. - -By and by she laughed aloud, but there was no mirth in the sound. - -“Not that, dear uncle,” she said, as if he had spoken. “Am I not my -mother’s daughter, and my clever uncle’s own niece? You cannot quiet me -by murder, for in that case my revenge is fully provided for. I know -you, and I did not venture upon this disagreeable errand unprepared. -There is a plain clothes man at the street door, who, if I do not emerge -from this club in—” she looked at her watch—“in fifteen minutes, will -summon assistance, guard every exit, and then search your rooms for my -body. The doorkeeper has my name and knows that I am here. Therefore, to -injure me now would be to thrust your head into the hangman’s noose. -Afterward you will be very considerate of my welfare, for from this day -any harm that befalls me will lead to your prompt arrest and the -disclosure of your secret.” - -He threw out his hands with a despairing, helpless gesture. - -“What a demon you are!” he cried. - -“I believe I am,” said Sybil, slowly. “I hate myself for being obliged -to act in this dramatic fashion—to threaten and bully like a coward—but -being blessed with so unscrupulous an uncle I cannot accomplish my -purpose in a more dignified way.” - -“State your demands, then,” said he. - -“I have stated them.” - -“To withdraw my aëroplane from the aviation meet would mean my ruin. I -have sold my real estate and brokerage business and invested my money in -aviation; I positively cannot withdraw now.” - -“You must. To whine of ruin is absurd. I know that my father paid you a -quarter of a million for your mine. You also obtained, without doubt, a -good sum for your business. So far you cannot have invested more than a -few thousand dollars in your attempt to steal Stephen Kane’s invention. -My advice, sir, is to get away from here as soon as you can. Go to -London or Paris, where there is more interest in aviation than here, and -make a business of flying, if you will. But the Kane device is fully -protected by foreign patents, and any infringement will be promptly -prosecuted.” - -“You are merciless,” he complained. - -“You will find me so.” - -“I am a member of the Aëro Club. I cannot, without arousing suspicion, -withdraw my aëroplane from the meet.” - -“If you do not I will telegraph to Baltimore.” - -The threat seemed to crush him and still any further remonstrances. - -“Very well,” he returned; “if you have finished your errand please leave -me. I must—consider—my—position.” - -She rose, cast one scornful glance at him and walked out of the room, -leaving him seated with bowed head, dejected and utterly defeated. - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - CHAPTER XXI - - MR. H. CHESTERTON RADLEY-TODD - - -There lived in Los Angeles at that time one of those unaccountable -individuals whom nature, in fashioning, endows with such contradictory -qualities that their fellow creatures are unable to judge them -correctly. - -He was a young man, fresh from college, whose name was engraved upon his -cards as H. Chesterton Radley-Todd, but whom his new acquaintances -promptly dubbed “Chesty Todd.” Having finished his collegiate course he -had been at a loss what to do next, so he drifted to the Pacific coast -and presently connected himself with the Los Angeles _Tribune_ as -literary critic, society reporter and general penistic roustabout. - -Mr. Radley-Todd had a round, baby face; expressionless and therefore -innocent blue eyes that bulged a little; charmingly perfect teeth; an -awkward demeanor; a stumbling, hesitating mode of speech and the -intellectual acumen of a Disraeli. He was six feet and three inches tall -and dressed like a dandy. People estimated him as a mollycoddle at first -acquaintance; wondered presently if he possessed hidden talents, and -finally gave him up as a problem not worth solving. No one believed in -his ability, even when he demonstrated it; because, as they truly said, -he “did not look as if he amounted to shucks.” - -That such a callow youth, predoomed to adverse judgment, should be able -to secure a position on a daily paper seemed remarkable. But the -_Tribune_ loves to employ green and budding “talent,” which can be had -at a nominal salary. The managing editor shrewdly contends that these -young fellows work with an enthusiasm and perseverance unknown to older -and more experienced journalists, because they have a notion that the -world is their oyster and a newspaper job the knife that opens it. When -they discover their mistake they are dismissed and other ambitious ones -take their places. Mr. H. Chesterton Radley-Todd was at present enjoying -this fleeting prominence, and occasionally the editor would read his -copy with genuine amazement and wonder from what source he had stolen -its brilliance and power. - -So, when the great aviation meet approached and every man, woman and -child in Southern California was eager for details concerning it and -demanded pages of description of the various participating aëroplanes -and aviators, in advance of their exhibition, and when Tom Dunbar, the -_Tribune’s_ expert on aviation, was suddenly stricken with pneumonia, -“Chesty” Todd was assigned to this important department. - -“Dig for every scrap of information that can possibly be unearthed,” -said the editor to him. “Spread it out as much as you can, for the dear -public wants a cyclone of aërial gossip and will devour every word of -it. When there isn’t any broth don’t fear to manufacture some; any -‘mistake’ in the preliminaries will be forgotten as soon as the big meet -is in full swing.” - -Chesty nodded; stumbled against a chair on his way out; stepped on the -toe of the private stenographer and slammed the door to muffle her -scream. Then he made his way to Dominguez Field; strolled among the -hangars with his hands in his pockets and imbibed unimportant -information by the column. - -Two things, however, really interested the reporter. One was the popular -interest in the Kane Aircraft, which was now in its hangar and invited -inspection. Wilson and Brewster, the latter now openly in the employ of -Mr. Cumberford, guarded the local aëroplane and explained its unique -features to an eager throng. For, although the Kane hangar was in a -retired location—“around the corner,” in fact—a bigger crowd besieged -it, on this last day preceding the official opening of the meet, than -visited the older and better known devices. Stephen Kane’s remarkable -flight at Kane Park, which was followed by his peculiar accident, was of -course responsible for much of the interest manifested in his machine; -and this interest was shared by the experienced aviators present, who -silently examined the novel improvements of the young inventor and -forbore to discuss them or their alleged merits. - -“What do you think of it?” Chesty Todd asked an aviator of national -prominence. - -“Looks good,” was the evasive reply. “Cumberford, who is managing the -Kane campaign, has been trying hard to get a man to fly it, but so far -without success. Pity the thing can’t be exhibited. Young Kane, who was -entered as the aviator, broke his leg and is now out of it.” - -The reporter made a mental note of this; he would find out the plans of -the Kane party and make a two column story of their hope or despair. - -Later in the afternoon another thing puzzled him. Burthon, the direct -competitor of Kane, suddenly and without explanation withdrew his -aëroplane from the meet and actually took it from the field, closing his -hangar. The officials and others interested were amazed, and the action -aroused considerable comment. - -Chesty Todd scented a story. He secured an automobile and followed -Burthon and Tot Tyler at a distance, until they placed the aëroplane in -the old workshop at South Pasadena. He crept up to the shed unobserved -and found half a dozen men busily putting the parts together again and -preparing the device for use. Why, since it had been withdrawn from the -aviation meet? - -Todd and Burthon walked out and went to a near by restaurant, where the -reporter found them seated in a corner engaged in earnest conversation. -Chesty made signs to the waiter that he was deaf and dumb, secured a -seat at a table within hearing distance of Burthon and his chauffeur, -and overheard enough to give him a clew to their latest conspiracy. Then -he went away, regained his automobile and drove straight to the -Alexandria Hotel. - -Mr. Cumberford had insisted on the Kanes taking rooms at the hotel -during the meet, and all three were now established there, Mrs. Kane -having decided to go each day to Dominguez, where Stephen and Sybil -could tell her of the events as they occurred. In a way the blind woman -would thus be able to participate and avoid the anxiety and suspense of -remaining at the bungalow while her daughter undertook the hazardous -feat of operating Stephen’s aëroplane. The Cumberford automobile was -placed at the disposal of mother and son, and the young inventor could -watch the flight of his machine while propped among the cushions, Sybil -being at his side to attend him and his mother. - -The party had just finished dinner and assembled in the Cumberford -sitting room when Chesty Todd’s card was brought in. It was marked -“Tribune” and Mr. Cumberford decided to go down to the office and see -the reporter, as it was not his purpose to snub the press at this -critical juncture. However, the young man discouraged him at first -sight. His appearance was, as usual, against him. - -“Will the Kane Aircraft take part in the contests?” he inquired. - -“Certainly,” replied Mr. Cumberford. - -“You have secured a man to—er—run the thing?” - -“We have secured an operator.” - -Chesty stared at him, his comprehensive mind alert. Why did Cumberford -turn his reply to evade the “man” proposition? Could a woman operate an -aëroplane? Perhaps none but an inexperienced youth would have dreamed of -the possibility. - -“Has Stephen Kane any family?” he cautiously asked. - -“A mother and sister. He is unmarried.” - -“How old is the sister?” - -“Seventeen.” - -“Oh!” The age seemed to eliminate her. “And the mother?” - -It was Cumberford’s turn to stare. - -“The mother is blind,” he said. - -Mr. Radley-Todd’s thoughts took another turn. - -“Have you a family, sir?” - -“I have a daughter, an only child. Mrs. Cumberford is not living.” - -“And your daughter’s age, sir?” - -“Seventeen. She is the same age as Orissa Kane.” - -“Are the young ladies—er—interested in airships?” - -Mr. Cumberford did not like these questions. He knew that a reporter is -akin to a detective, and began to fear the youth was on the track of -their secret. So he answered rather stiffly: - -“Fairly so. Everyone seems interested in aviation these days. It -interests me.” - -Chesty saw he would not confess; so he tried another tack. - -“Mr. Burthon is your brother-in-law, I believe.” - -Mr. Cumberford nodded. - -“You are—eh—enemies?” - -“Mr. Radley-Todd, or whatever your name is,” angrily glancing at the -card, “I do not object to being interviewed on the subject of the Kane -Aircraft, or the coming aviation meet. But your questions are becoming -personal and are wide of the mark. You will please confine yourself to -legitimate topics.” - -The young man rose and bowed. - -“Excuse me,” he said in his halting way; “a reporter is often forced to -appear impertinent when he does not intend to be so. At present I -am—er—face to face with a curious—er—complication. I have -discovered—eh—unintentionally—that your er, er—aviator will be in great -danger to-morrow. If it’s a man, I don’t care. I don’t like you, Mr. -Cumberford, and I wouldn’t lift a finger to save the Kane Aircraft from -going to pot. Why should I—eh? It’s nothing to me. But if one of those -girls—your daughter or Kane’s sister, is to fly the thing, I feel it -my—er—duty to say: look out!” - -He started to go, but Cumberford grabbed his arm. - -“What do you mean?” he demanded sternly. - -“Is it a girl?” - -“You won’t betray us? You won’t publish it?” - -“Not at present.” - -“Orissa Kane will operate the aircraft.” - -Chesty looked at his boots reflectively. - -“Don’t let her undertake it, sir,” he said. “If you can’t find a man, -follow Burthon’s example and withdraw your—eh—airship from the meet. -Better withdraw it, anyhow—that’s the best move—if you don’t wish to -court disaster.” - -“Explain yourself, sir!” - -“I won’t. I’m not going to spoil a good story for my paper—and a scoop -in the bargain—to satisfy your curiosity. But Miss Kane—May I see her a -moment?” - -Mr. Cumberford reflected. - -“If you warn her of danger you will take away her nerve. She’s the only -person on earth competent to operate the Kane Aircraft, and to withdraw -the aëroplane would mean the ruin of her brother’s fortune and -ambitions.” - -“I don’t know her brother; I don’t care a fig for him. If I see the girl -I shall warn her,” said the reporter. - -“Then you shall not see her.” - -“Very good. But you will tell her to look out?” - -“What for?” - -“For danger.” - -“When?” - -“At all times; especially during her flight.” - -“There is always danger of accident, of course.” - -“This won’t be an accident—if it happens,” said Chesty Todd, decidedly. - -“But who would wish to injure Orissa?” asked Cumberford, wonderingly. - -“Think it over,” said the reporter. “If you’ve one deadly enemy—a person -who will stick at nothing, being desperate—that’s the man.” - -With this he coolly walked away, leaving Mr. Cumberford considerably -disturbed. But he thought it over and decided to say nothing to Orissa. -The warning might refer to Burthon, who was the only person they might -expect trouble from, although to Cumberford’s astonishment Burthon had -quit the field at the last moment and abandoned the contest. Knowing -nothing of Sybil’s interview with her uncle, that action seemed to -indicate, to Cumberford’s mind, that Burthon had weakened. - -Under no circumstances would he have permitted Orissa to face an unknown -danger, but it occurred to him, after thinking over the interview, that -Mr. H. Chesterton Radley-Todd was a fair example of a fool. - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - CHAPTER XXII - - THE FLYING GIRL - - -The morning of the first day of the long heralded aviation meet dawned -bright and sunny, as only a Southern California January morning can. By -seven o’clock vast throngs were hurrying southward to Dominguez—a broad -plain midway between Los Angeles and the ocean—where much important -aviation history has been made. - -By nine o’clock the grand stand was packed and “automobile row” occupied -by hundreds of motor cars, filled with ladies in gay apparel, their -escorts and imperturbable chauffeurs. The crowd was beginning to circle -the vast field, too, and nearly every face bore an excited, eager -expression. - -The events scheduled might well arouse the interest of a people just -awakened to the possibilities of aërial navigation. Important prizes had -been offered by wealthy men and corporations for the most daring flights -of the meet. Ten thousand dollars would go to the aviator showing the -most skillful and adroit handling of an aëroplane; five thousand for the -longest flight; another five thousand for an endurance test and a like -sum to the one attaining the greatest height. In addition to these -generous purses, two thousand dollars would be given for the best -starting and alighting device exhibited and two thousand for the best -safety device. For speed several huge purses were donated, and -altogether the aviators present would compete for more than fifty -thousand dollars in gold, besides various medals and cups and the -priceless prestige gained by excelling in a competition where the most -successful and famed airships and aviators of the world congregated. - -Therefore, it is little wonder public interest was excited and every -aviator determined to do his best. Many thronged the hangars, asking -innumerable questions of the good-natured attendants, who recognized the -popular ignorance of modern flying devices and were tolerant and -communicative to a degree. - -The morning events were of minor importance, although several clever -exhibitions of flying were given. But at two o’clock the competition for -skillful handling of an aëroplane in midair was scheduled, and at that -time the appetite of each spectator was whetted for the great spectacle. - -The day seemed ideal for aviation; the sky was flecked with fleecy -clouds and scarcely a breath of air could be felt at the earth’s -surface. - -Now came the first appearance of the Kane Aircraft. It had not been -brought from the hangar during the forenoon and, in watching such -celebrated aëroplanes as the Bleriot, Farman, Antoinette, Curtiss and -Wright, manned by the greatest living aëronauts, those assembled had -almost forgotten that a local inventor was to enter the lists with them. -The secretary of the Aëro Club and others interested had expected Mr. -Burthon to protest against allowing the Kane device to be operated, on -the ground that Kane was entered to operate it and was unable to do so; -but for some unaccountable reason Burthon remained silent, not even -appearing at the field, and Mr. Cumberford’s explanation that the “Kane” -in this instance meant the young man’s sister, satisfied the officials -perfectly. Naturally they were surprised and even startled at the idea -of a girl taking part in the great aviation meet, but hailed the -innovation with keenest interest. - -Suddenly, while the field was clear and half a dozen aëroplanes hovered -in the air above it, the Kane Aircraft rolled into the open space, -circled before the grand stand and then, gracefully and without effort, -mounted into the air. - -Those who had witnessed Stephen’s prior performance were not astonished -at this unassisted rise from earth to air, but all were delighted by the -grace and beauty of the ascent and a roar of applause burst -spontaneously from the crowd. The peculiar construction of the aircraft -so diverted attention from its aviator that few marked the slender form -of Orissa, or knew that a girl was making this daring flight. - -There were some, however, whose eyes were eagerly rivetted on the -indistinct figure of the flying girl and utterly disregarded the -machine. Stephen, comfortably propped among the cushions of the motor -car with his mother seated behind him and Sybil opposite, divided his -attention between his sister and his creation. Mr. Cumberford, knowing -what the machine would do, watched Orissa through a powerful glass and -decided from the first that she was cool and capable. Chesty Todd also -watched the girlish figure, with a more intense interest than he had -ever before displayed during his brief and uneventful lifetime. - -The reporter had been worried lest Mr. Cumberford neglect to warn the -girlish operator of the Kane Aircraft of danger; so he pushed through -the crowd about the hangar and just as Orissa passed the doorway, seated -in her aëroplane, he said in a low voice: “Look out—for a collision!” - -She started and cast an inquiring look at him, but there was no time to -reply. The machine had been drawn by the assistants to a clear space and -she must devote her attention to her work. As she threw in the lever Mr. -Cumberford, who stood beside the aircraft, hurriedly whispered: “Be -careful, Orissa—look out for danger!” Then she was off, facing the -thousands on the field, with nerve and brain resolutely bent upon the -task she had undertaken. - -It was no indifferent thing this brave girl attempted. Until now her -acquaintance with an aëroplane had been wholly theoretical; it was her -first flight; yet so thoroughly did she understand every part of her air -vehicle—what it was for and how to use it—that she had implicit -confidence in herself and in her machine. Naturally level-headed, alert -and quick to think and to act, Orissa was no more afraid of soaring in -the air than of riding in an automobile. Aside from her desire to -operate the aircraft so skillfully that her brother’s invention would be -fully appreciated she was determined to attempt the winning of the ten -thousand dollar prize, which would establish the Kane fortunes on a -secure basis. Enough for one untried, seventeen-year-old girl to think -of, was it not? And small wonder that she absolutely forgot the -impressive warnings she had received. - -The air is a mighty thoroughfare, free and untrammeled. The little group -of aëroplanes operating over Dominguez—darting here and there, up and -down—had little chance of colliding, for there was space enough and to -spare. Orissa knew all about air currents and their peculiarities and -she also knew that her greatest safety lay in high altitudes. With a -feeling of rapturous exhilaration she began to realize her control of -the craft and her dominance of the air. A masterful desire crept over -her to accomplish great deeds in aviation. - -Those who were watching from below—judges, friends and spectators—saw -her steadily mounting, higher and higher, until she seemed to fade out -of sight like the figure in a moving picture, with nothing but a little -iron-and-wood skeleton and the chugging of a tiny engine to ward off -death. Then she came into sight again, a little smudge of grayish white -against the shifting clouds. To see her up there, a mere speck dodging -among the storm clouds, reminded the observers, as nothing in aviation -has ever done before, of the awful audacity of man in building these -mechanical birds. As they watched they found themselves hoping—as a -child might—that in some way the brave little speck would manage to -escape those gigantic sky monsters. Then one seized the aircraft, and -just as the sun caught and flung back to earth a flash from one of the -busy propeller-blades a huge cloud swallowed up machine and aviator and -they vanished like mist. - -It was odd how the terror of the spectators increased at this sudden -disappearance; they knew that somewhere in that awesome, infinite -firmament a frail thing made by the hand of man was battling with -nature’s most mysterious forces for supremacy. And man won. In less than -a minute there was another flash of sunlight and the little gray speck -emerged saucily from behind the cloud and made a dive for another. - -Then the speck in the sky began to grow larger, and Orissa attempted an -amazing dive earthward that caused the throng to fall silent, -motionless, gazing with bated breaths and startled eyes at the thrilling -scene. It was a long swoop out of space and into being; a series of -dives half a mile long and each nearly straight down. - -The girl glided earthward until the aircraft nearly touched the ground; -then she adroitly tilted it up again and tore away around the course in -great circles, while the spectators, roused to life, thundered their -applause. - -Her control of the aëroplane was really wonderful. Again, encouraged by -her success, she shot up into the air, rising to the height of half a -mile and then performing the hazardous evolution known to aviators as -the “spiral dip.” She began by circling widely, at an even elevation, -and then dipping the nose of the aircraft and narrowing the circles as -she plunged swiftly downward with constantly accelerating speed. It was -a bewildering and hair-raising performance, and no one but Walter -Brookins had ever before undertaken it. - -A dozen feet from the ground Orissa reined in her Pegasus and glided -over the group of hangars on her inclined ascent—the third she had made -without alighting. There were other aëroplanes doing interesting -“stunts,” and each aviator seemed to be exercising his ingenuity to -excel all others, yet the eyes of the crowd followed the Kane Aircraft -with an absorbed fascination that relegated other contestants to the -rear. - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - CHAPTER XXIII - - A BATTLE IN THE AIR - - -“What is she doing now?” asked Mrs. Kane, anxiously. - -“Soaring in the air about half a mile high and a half mile to the -northward,” replied Steve. - -“And performing wonders,” added Sybil, with enthusiasm. “I had no idea -the aircraft could be controlled so perfectly.” - -“Nor I,” admitted the young inventor, modestly. “It really seems like a -thing of life under her management, and I am sure I could not have -exhibited its good points half as well as little Ris is doing.” - -“Are any other aëroplanes flying?” Mrs. Kane inquired. - -“Oh, yes,” said Sybil. “There are several in the air, doing really -marvelous things; but all seem to keep away from Orissa and are more to -the south of us. There’s one, though!” she added suddenly. “Isn’t that -an aëroplane coming from the far north, Steve?” - -He looked carefully through the field glasses he held. - -“Why—yes! It surely is an aëroplane. But how did it get over there?” he -exclaimed. “I’ve been watching the other contestants, and they’re all -near by. Who can it be?” - -Sybil had glasses, too, and she focussed them on the approaching -airship. - -“It looks very much like Uncle Burthon’s imitation of the aircraft,” she -murmured. - -“By Jove! That’s what it is!” cried Steve. “How dare he fly it, after it -has been withdrawn?” - -“Uncle Burthon will dare anything,” she retorted, coldly. “But he is -making the mistake of his life to-day—if that is really his aëroplane.” - -“Why, he’s driving straight toward Orissa,” said Steve, indignantly. -“What is the fellow trying to do—bump the aircraft?” - -Sybil laid a warning hand on his arm and glanced into the blind woman’s -startled face. - -“Orissa is all right,” she announced in calm tones. - -But Orissa did not seem all right to Steve, who was growing excessively -nervous; nor even to Sybil, whose face was stern and set as she watched -the maneuvers of the two craft through her powerful glasses. - -“It’s Tyler,” she said softly, meaning that the little chauffeur was -operating Burthon’s device. Steve nodded, and thereafter they were -silent. - -Swift as a dart the Burthon aëroplane approached Orissa, who was -deliberately circling this way and that as she glided through the air. -She saw it coming, but at first paid little heed, thinking Tyler -intended to pass by. But he altered his course to keep his machine -headed directly for her and in gravely examining the approaching craft -the girl noticed two slender steel blades projecting from his front -elevator, like extended sword blades. They were slightly upcurved at the -points, and while Orissa marveled to see such things attached to an -aëroplane the thought occurred to her that if those blades struck her -planes they would rend the cloth to shreds and destroy their sustaining -surfaces. In that case one result was inevitable—a sudden drop to earth, -and death. - -Even as this thought crossed her mind the Burthon aëroplane came driving -toward her at full speed. Filled with dismay she could only stare -helplessly until the thing was so near that she could distinctly see the -scowling face and glaring eyes of Tyler, intent on mischief. Then, -without realizing her action, she caused the aircraft to duck, and the -other swept over her so closely that Tyler’s running gear almost scraped -her planes. - -Orissa’s machine rolled alarmingly a moment, but she quickly regained -control and then looked to see where Tyler was. He had turned and again -was swooping toward her, at a slight downward angle. Orissa ascended to -escape him, now realizing the man’s wicked determination to destroy the -aircraft, and Tyler, displaying unexpected skill, altered his course to -follow her. - -The girl, thoroughly alarmed, now turned to flee, scarcely realizing -what she did. Tyler followed like some huge bird of prey and, curiously -enough, gained upon the Kane Aircraft. The two sets of engines were -chugging away steadily, all the propellers revolving like clockwork, -while the two rival aëroplanes answered obediently the slightest -movements of their rudders. - -Finding a straight flight would not permit her to escape her enemy, the -girl swerved and began circling widely. After her came Tyler, the wicked -looking blades that protruded from his elevator gleaming menacingly in -the sunlight, his features distorted by hate and murderously determined. - -In the circles Orissa seemed able to keep her distance, but the poor -child was so bewildered by this pitiless attack that her head was in a -whirl and only by instinct could she handle the levers and wheel to -guide her flight. - -Tyler now observed several aëroplanes approaching at full speed, and -realized he must end the chase quickly or be driven from his prey and -prevented from carrying out his diabolical design. He made a quick turn -to head off Orissa’s circle and the dreadful blades almost touched her -lower plane as she dodged them. Tyler swept round again, but in his -eagerness forgot his balance. Perhaps the man relied too much on the -automatic device that had once brought Stephen to grief; anyway his -aëroplane developed a side motion that nearly shook him from his seat. -He tried in vain to restore the balance. The jar caused the motors to -slip; the engines stopped dead; with a rending sound the huge planes -collapsed and the wreck of Burthon’s biplane began to sink downward. -Tyler was pitched headlong from his seat, but caught a rail and clung to -it desperately as with ever increasing speed the fall to earth -continued. - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - -[Illustration: THE RESCUE.] - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - -Orissa had witnessed the accident and with the sudden transition from -danger to safety the girl’s wits returned and she regained her coolness. -As she saw Tyler falling to his death, a quick conception of the -situation inspired her to action. The Kane Aircraft suddenly tipped and -began one of those tremendous dives through space which it had -accomplished earlier in the day. Orissa’s aëroplane was absolutely under -control, even at this thrilling moment, while the wreck to which Tyler -clung was somewhat restrained in its fall by the mass of fluttering -canvas and splintered bows. Although the weight of its engines and tanks -dragged it swiftly down, Orissa’s aircraft dove much more rapidly. Five -hundred feet above the earth she overtook Tyler, guided her aëroplane -dangerously close to the man, and cried out to him to seize it. He may -not have heard or understood her, but an instinct of self-preservation -such as leads a drowning man to grasp at a straw induced him to clutch -her footrail, and at the same moment Orissa turned the machine, so as -not to become entangled in the wreck, and began a more gradual descent, -the little chauffeur dangling from her footrail while, alert and -masterful, the girl controlled her overladen craft. - -Down, down they came, and thirty thousand pair of startled, wondering -eyes followed them as if entranced. Orissa had not looked to see where -she would land, for until this moment she had been so thoroughly -occupied with the chase and the rescue of her enemy that she never once -glanced toward the ground. But the hand of fate was guiding our brave -young aviator. Her aircraft, maintaining a safe angle, settled directly -upon Dominguez Field, where Tyler released his hold and rolled -unconscious upon the ground. Orissa’s machine sped forward on its -running gear and came to a stop just before the crowded grand stand. - -No one who witnessed that exciting event will ever forget the mad shouts -that rent the air when the Kane Aircraft, safe from its battle in the -clouds, came to rest just in front of the gasping throng that had -watched it with a fascination akin to horror. A hundred eager onlookers -surrounded the machine, plucked the aviator from her seat and held her -aloft for all to see, while the discovery that a young girl was the -heroine of the terrible adventure caused them to marvel anew. - -The applause redoubled; men shouted until they were hoarse; women wept, -laughed hysterically and waved their handkerchiefs; everyone stood up to -applaud; thousands crowded the field about Orissa, who by this time was -herself softly crying, until Stephen, white as a ghost, directed his man -to run the motor car through the crowd to his sister’s side and assist -her aboard. - -Mr. Cumberford took no part in this ovation. He was rushing about the -field, flinging everyone out of his way with mad excitement and asking -continually: “Where is he? Where is Tyler? What has become of him?” - -No one heeded him for a time, as every eye was on Orissa, every -individual striving to get near her, to touch her—as if she had been a -goddess whose hand could confer untold blessings and remedy the ills of -the world. But after a while Cumberford found a man who deigned to give -him the desired information. - -“The fellow who was rescued?” he said. “Oh, he fainted dead away the -minute he touched solid ground.” - -“And what became of him?” demanded Cumberford. - -“Why, the crowd wanted to mob him, it seemed, and I guess that faint was -the only thing that saved him from being torn to pieces.” - -“Well—well! What then?” - -“Then a tall young fellow grabbed him up, chucked him into an automobile -and got away with him.” - -“Where?” - -“How the blazes do _I_ know, stranger? I only saw them get away, that’s -all.” - -This information was later confirmed by several others, but Orissa’s -manager was unable to learn who had taken Tyler away or where they had -gone. Cumberford was in an ugly mood, his heart throbbing with a fierce -desire for vengeance. Tyler had escaped him for the moment but he vowed -he would never rest until both Burthon and his chauffeur were behind the -bars. - -He was still pursuing his futile inquiries when Brewster approached him -and said his daughter, with Stephen, Orissa and their mother, awaited -him at the hangar, which was besieged by an excited throng. Directing -the man to look after the aircraft and get it safely housed, he hurried -away and managed to squeeze through the mass of humanity surrounding the -hangar and gain admittance. - -Within he found Orissa the center of a group of aviators who were -earnestly congratulating the girl on her escape and flooding her with -compliments and praise for her skillful handling of the aëroplane. They -were noble fellows, these professional aviators, and unselfish enough to -be honestly enthusiastic over Miss Kane’s performances. The girl’s -beauty and modesty won them at once, and adding these charming qualities -to her cleverness and bravery, to-day fully proven, it is not difficult -to understand why Orissa Kane from this moment became a prime favorite -with every disciple of aviation. - -Just now, however, Orissa was embarrassed and a little distressed by all -this laudation, following the spirited ovation tendered her by the -public at large, so her nerves were beginning to fail her when by good -fortune Mr. Cumberford appeared. He saw at once her condition and -without stopping to add a word of praise or congratulation managed to -hurry her out of the back entrance, past the surging crowd that was even -here in evidence, and into their automobile. The others of the party -followed with less difficulty and soon they were all headed for town and -speeding swiftly along the roadway. - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - CHAPTER XXIV - - THE CRIMINAL - - -As soon as Sybil reached her room at the hotel she wrote a line to her -uncle, Mr. Burthon, which said: “I have wired to Baltimore.” Summoning a -messenger she instructed him to search for Mr. Burthon until he found -him and then place the message in his hands. She delayed sending the -telegram just then, but was so angry and indignant that she was fully -resolved to do so during the evening. - -Meantime Orissa, who to an extent had recovered from her excitement, was -being petted by the family party in the sitting room that had been -reserved for them. Poor Mrs. Kane, having hugged and kissed her child -and wept over her terrible danger and miraculous escape, now held the -girl’s hand fast in her own and could not bear to let it go. Stephen was -full of eager praise and, ignoring for the time the final incident of -the flight, led Orissa to talk of her aërial exhibition and the -admirable behavior of the aircraft, together with its perfect adjustment -and obedience under all conditions. - -“You’ve won the prize, dear,” he asserted confidently. “No one else did -half as much or did it as well, to say nothing of your skillful dodging -of that scoundrel Tyler. But I can’t let you make another flight, little -sister. You are too precious to us all for us to let you risk your life -in this way. The aircraft will have to stand by its record for that one -flight—at least for this meet.” - -“Oh, no,” protested Orissa; “I’ll go again to-morrow, Steve. I want to. -The sensation is glorious, and I’m sure that monster, Tyler—or his -master, Burthon—will be unable to get another aëroplane to chase me. I -shall be perfectly safe, for your aircraft was from first to last like a -thing with life and intelligence. I understand it, and it understands -me.” - -“I wonder if Burthon really sent Tyler on that murderous errand,” said -Steve, thoughtfully. - -“Of course he did!” declared Mr. Cumberford, entering the room in time -to hear the remark. “Here’s a letter for you, Orissa, just left at the -office, and I’m pretty sure it’s Burthon’s handwriting.” - -Orissa took the letter, opened it, and read aloud: - - “_Do not, I beg of you, my dear Orissa, accuse me of inciting - that fool Tyler’s mad attack upon your aëroplane. The man stole - the machine from its hangar and, crazed by my withdrawal from - the meet, which deprived him of the chance of becoming famous, - and inspired by anger toward Cumberford, who had at one time - maliciously assaulted him and whom he thought responsible for my - withdrawal, he made a desperate attempt to wreck your aëroplane - without knowing who was operating it. As soon as I found my - machine gone I hurried to Dominguez and arrived in time to see - the terrible result of Tyler’s madness and your noble rescue of - him. I am leaving the city to-night and may never see your sweet - face again, but I do not wish you to misjudge me and have, - therefore, made this explanation, which is honest and sincere. I - trust you will remember me only as a true and loyal friend who - would willingly sacrifice his unhappy life to save you from - harm. Now and always faithfully yours_, - - “GEORGE BURTHON.” - -During the reading Sybil had entered and quietly seated herself, -listening with lip scornfully curled to her uncle’s protestations of -innocence. For a moment after Orissa finished the letter all were -silent. Then said Orissa, gently: - -“I’m so glad Mr. Burthon had no hand in it!” - -“Bah!” sneered Cumberford; “Burthon is a liar. I don’t believe a word of -his lame excuse.” - -“Nor I,” added Stephen, gravely. “Tyler is a hired assassin, that’s all. -I think Burthon is frightened, and wishes to throw us off the track and -put the blame on his tool, before running away.” - -“I hope that is a lie, too—about his running away,” said Mr. Cumberford. -“If Burthon escapes scot-free I shall be greatly disappointed. But the -fellow is so tricky that if he says he is going you may rest assured he -means to stay.” - -“I think not, Daddy,” remarked Sybil, in her cold, even tones. “My uncle -is in earnest this time and I doubt if you ever see or hear of George -Burthon again.” - -A knock at the door startled the little group. Mr. Cumberford stepped -forward and opened it to find a tall, blue-eyed young man standing in -the hall. He recognized Mr. Radley-Todd—the _Tribune_ reporter—at once, -and said stiffly: - -“You are intruding, sir. I left word at the office that Miss Kane and I -would see the newspaper men at eight o’clock, but not before.” - -He started to close the door, but Chesty Todd inserted one long leg into -the opening, smiling pleasantly as he said: - -“This isn’t a newspaper errand; let me in.” - -Mr. Cumberford let him in, throwing wide the door, for there was an -earnest ring in the young fellow’s voice that could not be denied. - -After Chesty Todd had entered, stumbling over the rug and bowing low to -the ladies, another form shuffled silently through the doorway in his -wake—a little, dried-up, withered man with tousled hair, his cap under -his arm, a woebegone and hopeless expression on his leathery face. - -“Tyler!” cried a surprised chorus. - -The ex-chauffeur did not acknowledge the greeting. Chesty, extending one -arm toward the man as if he were exhibiting a trained animal, said -sternly: - -“Down on your knees!” - -Tyler bumped his kneecaps upon the floor in an attitude of meek -humiliation. - -“Now, then!” - -“M-m-m—pardon,” gurgled the little chauffeur, not with contrition but -rather as an enforced plea for mercy. - -Chesty kicked his shins. - -“Get up,” he commanded. - -Tyler slowly rose, surveyed the group stealthily from beneath his brows -and then dropped his eyes again, standing with bowed shoulders before -them and nervously twirling his cap in his hands. - -“Here,” announced Chesty, pointing impressively to the culprit, “stands -the murderous ruffian known to infamy as Totham Tyler. He is at your -mercy, prepared to endure any amount of torture or to die ignominiously -at the hands of those he has wronged.” - -All but Mrs. Kane were staring in amazement first at Tyler, then at his -captor. Said Stephen to the latter, curiously: - -“You are a detective, I suppose!” - -“Merely as a side line,” was the cheerful rejoinder. “Primarily I’m a -newspaper reporter, and whenever I strike for a higher salary they tell -me I’m a mighty poor journalist. Let me introduce myself. My name is -Havely Chesterton Radley-Todd, quite a burden to carry but it all -belongs to me. This is my first experience as an imitator of the late -lamented Sherlock Holmes, and I may point with pride to the fact that -I’ve unraveled the supposed plot to murder Miss Orissa Kane.” - -Tyler growled incoherently. - -“True,” said Chesty, looking at the man thoughtfully; “the plot was not -to murder Miss Kane, but Mr. Cumberford, whom his loving brother-in-law -supposed would operate the Kane aeroplane. Incidentally it was planned -to so wreck the aircraft—is that what you call it?—that it would be out -of commission during the rest of the meet.” - -“Why?” asked Stephen. - -“To satisfy his petty malice. If Burthon couldn’t fly he didn’t want you -to fly, and he hoped to obtain revenge for being driven into exile.” - -There was a murmur of surprise at this. - -“Who drove Burthon into exile?” asked Cumberford. - -“I did,” said Sybil, indifferently. - -“Have you seen him, then?” demanded her father. - -“Oh, yes; but my uncle is unreliable. Before he obeyed my command to -leave this country forever he decided on a final coup, which has -fortunately failed.” - -“Burthon,” announced Chesty Todd, “boarded an east-bound train an hour -ago. I tried to head him off, but he was too slick and escaped me. That -is the reason I am now here. I want you to listen to Totham Tyler’s -story and then decide whether to wire ahead and have Burthon arrested or -let the matter drop. It is really up to you, as the interested parties. -So far the police have not had a hand in the game.” - -“Please sit down, Mr. Todd,” requested Orissa, shyly. In the tall youth -she had recognized the man who had tried to warn her on Dominguez Field, -and was grateful to him. - -Chesty bowed and sat down. Then he turned to his prisoner and said: - -“Fire away, Tyler. Tell the whole story—the truth and nothing but the -truth so help you.” - -Tyler opened his mouth with effort, mumbled and gurgled a moment and -then looked at his captor appealingly. - -“Oh; very well. The criminal, ladies and gentlemen, seems to have lost, -in this crisis, the power of expressing himself. So I shall relate to -you the story, just as I extracted it—by slow and difficult -processes—from the prisoner in my room, a short time ago. If I make any -mistakes he will correct me.” - -Tyler seemed much relieved. - -“This creature,” began Chesty, “has previous to this eventful day been -known to mankind as a good chauffeur and a bad citizen. He was employed -by Burthon as an unscrupulous tool, his chief recommendation being a -deadly hatred of Mr. Cumberford, who at one time indelicately applied -the toe of his boot to a tender part of Mr. Tyler’s anatomy. Burthon -also hated Cumberford, for robbing him of a million or so in a mine -deal, and for other things of which I am not informed—or Tyler, either. -Cumberford owns a controlling interest in the Kane Aircraft, and—” - -“That’s wrong,” interrupted Stephen. - -“I imagine Mr. Tyler’s story is wrong in many ways,” returned Mr. -Radley-Todd, composedly. “I am merely relating it as I heard it.” - -“Go on, sir.” - -“Cumberford had also maligned Mr. Burthon to Miss Orissa Kane, a young -lady for whom Burthon entertained a fatherly interest and a—er—hum—a -platonic affection. Is that right, Tyler?” - -Tyler growled. - -“Therefore Burthon decided to get even with Cumberford, and Tyler -agreed to help him. The first plan was to steal the design of Stephen -Kane’s airship and by cleverly heading him off in some aëro-political -manner put the firm of Cumberford & Kane out of business. This scheme -was approaching successful fruition when a saucy, impudent -schoolgirl—Tyler’s description, not mine—appeared on the scene and -spiked Mr. Burthon’s guns. Burthon explained to Tyler that in bygone -days he had saved his sister, Cumberford’s wife, from going to prison -for a crime Cumberford had urged her to commit, but in doing this he -had been obliged to defy the law, and the officers are unfortunately -still on the generous man’s trail. Cumberford’s daughter, knowing the -situation, threatened to have Burthon arrested—to betray him to the -bloodhounds of the cruel law—unless he withdrew his machine from the -aviation meet and made tracks for pastures new.” - -The Kanes were now regarding Sybil with amazement and her father with -suspicion if not distrust. The girl stared back at them haughtily; -Cumberford shrugged his shoulders and stroked his drooping, grizzled -mustache. Chesty Todd, observing this pantomime, laughed pleasantly. - -“Tyler’s story—told to me—of Burthon’s story—told to Tyler,” he -observed, his eyes twinkling. “There’s pitch somewhere, and I’ve not -been favorably impressed by Mr. Burthon during my slight acquaintance -with him. I make it a rule,” speaking more slowly, “to judge people by -their actions; by what they do, rather than by what people say of them. -Judging Burthon by his actions I should have little confidence in what -he says.” - -“You are quite right,” declared Stephen, eagerly. “I’ll guarantee, if -necessary, that Burthon lied about both Mr. Cumberford and his daughter. -No man ever had a truer friend than Mr. Cumberford has been to me.” - -Cumberford scowled; Sybil gave Steve one of her rare smiles. - -“Anyhow,” continued the narrator, “Tyler was in despair because the -aëroplane he was booked to operate was withdrawn from the meet. Burthon -told him if they wanted revenge they must act quickly. Their sources of -information—erroneous, as the event proved—led them to believe their -enemy Cumberford would fly the rival aëroplane, and Tyler needed little -urging to induce him to undertake to wreck it. Burthon paid him a -thousand dollars in advance, to make the attempt, and promised him four -thousand more if he succeeded.” - -“Five more,” growled Tyler. - -“I stand corrected; but it won’t matter. Tyler made the attempt, as you -know. He had no idea Miss Kane was in the airship he was trying to -demolish until the last moment, when by a clever turn he intercepted her -aëroplane and was on the point of running it down. Just then, to his -horror and dismay, he saw the girl plainly and made a desperate effort -to check the speed of his machine—to avoid running her down. That was -the cause of his mishap, he claims, and his desire to save Miss Kane -nearly cost him his life. While he was descending a mile or so through -the air, clinging to the footrail, he fiercely repented his wicked act, -so that by the time he struck the ground he was a reformed criminal, -and, for the first time since he cut his eye teeth, an honest man. So he -says, and he expects us to believe it. - -“I happened to be near the spot where Tyler rolled and picked him up -unconscious—dazed by his repentance, I suppose. The mob wanted to -disjoint him and remove his skin, which was not a bad idea; but I -decided he could be of more use to Miss Kane alive—for the present, at -least—because he might untangle some threads of the mystery. So I threw -him into my car, got him to my room at Mrs. Skipp’s boarding house, -restored him to consciousness, applied the thumbscrews, got his -deposition, lugged him here to you, and now—please have the kindness to -take him off my hands, for I’m tired of him.” - -Orissa laughed, a little nervously. They were all regarding Chesty with -unfeigned admiration and Tyler with pronounced aversion. - -Mrs. Kane was the first to speak. Said the blind woman, softly: - -“Orissa, you alone can judge this man. You alone can tell whether from -the beginning he knew you were in the aëroplane or whether his claim is -true that he discovered your identity at the last moment—and tried to -save you. If he speaks truly, if he repented at the moment and risked -his life to save you, it will have a great influence upon his fate. -Speak, my child; you two were together in the air a mile above the -earth, a mile from any other human being. Does the man speak truly?” - -Orissa paled; suddenly she grew grave and a frightened look crept into -her clear eyes. - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - CHAPTER XXV - - THE REAL HEROINE - - -Chesty Todd had spoken so lightly, in a serio-comic vein, and had so -belittled the “reformed villain” and contemptuously made him appear -pitiful and weak, that he had somewhat disarmed his hearers and led them -to forget the seriousness of the contemplated crime. But Mrs. Kane, -listening intently to the story, found no humor in the situation, and -the blind woman’s gentle remark promptly recalled to every mind the full -horror of the dastardly attempt. - -She was quite right in declaring that Orissa alone could approve or -condemn Tyler’s statement. If he spoke truly he was entitled to a degree -of mercy at their hands; if, knowing that a girl was operating the Kane -Aircraft, he had still persisted in his frantic attempt to wreck it and -send her to her death, then no punishment could be too great for such a -cowardly deed. - -This was instantly appreciated by all present. Even Tyler, seeing that -his fate hinged on Orissa’s evidence, ventured to raise his head and -cast at her an imploring glance. Chesty Todd dropped his flippant air -and earnestly watched the girl’s face; the others with equal interest -awaited her decisive statement. - -As for Orissa, the gravity of the situation awed her. Recalling the -dreadful moments when she battled in the air for her life she saw before -her the scowling, vicious face of her enemy and remembered how his eyes -had glared wickedly into her own time and again as he attacked her -aëroplane, determined to destroy it at all hazards. There was no -question in her mind as to the truth of Tyler’s claim; she knew he had -recognized her and still persisted in his purpose. She knew the accident -to his machine was caused by his own carelessness and its faulty -construction, and not by any desire of his to arrest its speed. Tyler -had deliberately lied in order to condone his cowardly act, and she -experienced a feeling of indignation that he should resort to such an -infamous falsehood, knowing as he must that her evidence would render it -impotent. - -Orissa contemplated her erstwhile assailant with reflective -deliberation. She noted his miserable appearance, his abject manner, the -moods of alternate despair and hope that crossed his withered features. -An enemy so contemptible and mean was scarcely worthy of her vengeance. -It seemed dreadful that such a despicable creature had been made in -man’s image. Could he possess a soul, she wondered? Could such an one -own a conscience, or have any perception, however dim, of the brutal -inhumanity of his offense? Being in man’s image he must have such -things. Perhaps in his nature was still some element of good, dormant -and unrecognized as yet, which might develop in time and redeem him. To -send him to prison, she reflected, would not be likely to correct the -perversity of such a nature, while generous treatment and the -forbearance of those he had wronged might tend to awaken in him remorse -and a desire to retrieve his past. Without knowing it the girl was -arguing on the side of the world’s most expert criminologists, who hold -that to destroy an offender cannot benefit society so much as to redeem -him. - -Whether Tyler’s ultimate redemption was probable or not, Orissa did not -care to assume the responsibility of crushing him in order to avenge the -shameful attempt, made in a moment of frenzy, to destroy her life. While -those assembled hung breathless upon her words she said with assumed -composure: - -“The man knows better than I whether he speaks the truth. Could one be -so utterly vile as to try to murder a girl who had never injured him? I -think not. It is more reasonable to suppose that in his excitement he -forgot himself—his manhood and his sense of justice—and only at the last -moment realized what he was doing. I believe,” she added, simply, “I -shall give him the credit of the doubt and accept his statement.” - -Tyler stared at her as if he could scarcely believe his senses, while an -expression of joy slowly spread over his haggard face. Radley-Todd gave -Orissa a quiet smile of comprehension and approval. Cumberford said, -musingly: “Ah; this interests me; indeed it does.” But Stephen -exclaimed, in an impatient tone: - -“That does not clear Tyler of his attempt to murder Mr. Cumberford and -destroy the aircraft. He admits that such was his design and that -Burthon paid him to do it. He is not less a criminal because Orissa -happened to be in the aëroplane. Therefore it is Mr. Cumberford’s duty -to prosecute this scoundrel and put him in prison.” - -Tyler cast a frightened look at the speaker and began to tremble again. -Said Chesty Todd, leaning back in his chair with his hands thrust into -his pockets: - -“That’s the idea. The prisoner belongs to Mr. Cumberford.” - -Cumberford sat in his characteristic attitude, stooping forward and -thoughtfully stroking his grizzled mustache. - -“Did I hurt you very much when I kicked you, Tyler?” he meekly asked. - -“No, sir!” protested the man, eagerly. - -“Would you have thought of such a revenge had not Burthon suggested it, -and paid you to carry it out?” - -“No, sir!” - -“M—m. Would you like to murder me now?” - -“No, sir!” - -“What will you do if I set you at liberty?” - -“Clear out, sir,” said Tyler earnestly. - -“Ah; that interests me,” declared Mr. Cumberford. - -“It doesn’t interest me, though,” Stephen said angrily. “The brute tried -to wreck my aircraft.” - -“But he failed,” suggested Mr. Cumberford. “The aircraft is still in -apple-pie order.” - -“My son,” said the boy’s mother, in her gentle voice, “can you afford to -be less generous than Mr. Cumberford and—your sister?” - -Stephen flushed. Then he glanced toward Sybil and found the girl eyeing -him curiously, expectantly. - -“Oh, well,” he said, with reluctance, “let him go. Such a fiend, at -large, is a menace to society. That is why I wished to make an example -of him. If aëroplanes are to be attacked in mid-air, after this, the -dangers of aviation will be redoubled.” - -“I wouldn’t worry about that,” carelessly remarked Todd. “This fellow is -too abject a coward to continue a career of crime along those lines. -He’s had his lesson, and he’ll remember it. I don’t say he’ll turn -honest, for I imagine it isn’t in him; but he’ll be mighty careful -hereafter how he conducts himself.” - -“I—I’ll never step foot in an aëroplane again!” growled Tyler, hoarsely -but with great earnestness. - -“Suppose you meet Burthon again?” suggested Steve, distrustfully. - -“If I do,” said the man, scowling and clinching his fists, “I—I’ll -strangle him!” - -“A nice, reformed character, I must say,” observed Steve, with fine -contempt. - -“But he interests me—he interests me greatly,” asserted Cumberford. “Let -him go, Steve.” - -Radley-Todd looked round the circle of faces with an amused smile, which -grew tender as his eye rested upon the placid features of Mrs. Kane. The -boy loved to study human nature; it had possessed a fascination for him -ever since he could remember, and here was a fertile field for -observation. Reading accurately the desire of those assembled to be rid -of the abhorrent creature he had brought before them, the young man -slowly rose and opened the door. - -“Tyler,” said he, “you’ve saved your skin. Not by your whining -falsehoods and misrepresentations, but because these people are too -noble to be revenged upon one so ignoble and degraded. But I’m not built -that way myself. I’m longing to kick you till you can’t stand, and -there’s a mighty power to my hamstrings, I assure you. I refrain just -now, because ladies are present, but if I ever set eyes on your carcass -again you’ll think Cumberford’s kick was a mere love-pat. Get out!” - -Tyler cringed, turned without a word and shuffled through the doorway. - -Orissa came forward and took the young fellow’s hand in her own, -impulsively. - -“Thank you, Mr. Todd!” she said. - -He held the hand a moment and looked admiringly into her upturned face. - -“It is I who should give thanks, and I do,” he answered reverently. “I -thank God to-day, as I have had occasion to do before, for his noblest -creation—the American girl.” - -“Good!” cried Cumberford, with approval. “That interests me.” - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - CHAPTER XXVI - - OF COURSE - - -Orissa did fly the next day, as she had declared she would. The morning -papers were full of her achievement, with columns of enthusiastic praise -for her beauty, her daring, her modesty and skill. The attempt of a -rival aëroplane to interfere with her flight and her clever rescue of -her enemy when he came to grief made a popular heroine of the girl, yet -no one seemed to know the true history of the astonishing affair. The -_Tribune_ had glowing accounts of the day’s events from the pen of Mr. -H. Chesterton Radley-Todd, but this astute correspondent refrained from -making “a scoop,” as he might have done had he bared his knowledge of -the conspiracy that ended with Orissa Kane’s aërial adventure. - -One of the other papers suspected Burthon of being the instigator of the -wicked plot to wreck Miss Kane’s airship and, discovering the fact that -he had fled from the city, openly accused him. Tyler could not be found, -either, for the little ex-chauffeur had wisely “skipped the town” and -his former haunts knew him no more. - -The judges awarded the Kane Aircraft the ten thousand dollar prize, and -singularly enough not a word of protest came from the competing -aviators. Those who had attended the meet the day before, and thousands -who read of Orissa Kane in the newspapers, eagerly assembled at -Dominguez to witness her further exhibitions on the next day. It was -estimated that fully fifty thousand people were in attendance, and when -the Kane Aircraft appeared, decked with gay banners and ribbons, and -made a short flight above the field, the girl aviator met with a -reception such as has never before been equaled in the annals of -aviation. - -Later in the day Orissa took part in the contest for speed and although -she did not win this event the girl aëronaut managed her biplane so -gracefully and pressed the leader in the race so closely that she was -accorded the admiring plaudits of the spectators. - -Steve was a little disappointed in the result, but Mr. Cumberford -reminded him that his employment of crossed planes was sure to sacrifice -an element of speed for the sake of safety, and assured him it was not -at all necessary for his invention to excel in swiftness to win -universal approval. - -In other events that followed during the progress of the meet Orissa -captured several of the prizes, with the final result that the Kanes -were eighteen thousand dollars richer than they had been before. Crowds -constantly thronged the Kane hangar, inspecting the wonderful machine -and questioning the attendants as to its construction and management, -while so many orders for the aircraft were booked that Mr. Cumberford -assured Stephen they would be justified in at once building a factory to -supply the demand. - -Throughout the meet Orissa Kane remained the popular favorite and the -wonderful performances of the young girl were discussed in every place -where two or more people congregated. Had Stephen been able to operate -his own machine he would not have won a tithe of the enthusiastic praise -accorded “The Flying Girl,” and this was so evident that Orissa was -instantly recognized as the most important member of the firm. - -Naturally she was overjoyed by her success, yet she never once lost her -humble and unassuming manner or considered the applause in the light of -a personal eulogy. Devoting herself seriously and with care to every -detail of her work she strove to exhibit Steve’s aircraft in a manner to -prove its excellence, and considered that her important aim. - -There was nothing reckless about Orissa’s flights; her success, then and -afterward, may be attributed to her coolness of head, a thorough -understanding of her machine and a full appreciation of her own ability -to handle it. The flattery and adulation she received did not destroy -her self-poise or cause one flutter of her heart, but when anyone -praised the merits of the Kane Aircraft, she flushed with pleasure and -pride. For Orissa firmly believed she basked in the reflected glory of -her brother’s inventive genius, and considered herself no more than a -showman employed to exhibit his marvelous creation. - -“You see,” she said to Chesty Todd, who stood beside her in the hangar -on the last day of the meet while she watched Mr. Cumberford and his -assistants preparing the aircraft for its final flight, “Stephen has a -thorough education in aëronautics and knows the caprices and -requirements of the atmosphere as well as a gardener knows his earth. -The machine is adjusted to all those variations and demands, and that is -why it accomplishes with ease much that other aëroplanes find difficult. -A child might operate the Kane Aircraft, and I feel perfectly at ease in -my seat, no matter how high I am or how conflicting the air currents; -for Steve’s machine will do exactly what it is built to do.” - -“The machine is good,” observed Chesty, “but your sublime -self-confidence is better. You’re a conceited young lady—not over your -own skill, but over that of your brother.” - -She laughed. - -“Haven’t I a right to be?” she asked. “Hasn’t Steve proved his ability -to the world?” - -The boy nodded, a bit absently. He was thinking how good it was to find -a girl not wrapped up in herself, but unselfish enough to admire others -at her own expense. A pretty girl, too, Chesty concluded with a sigh, as -he watched her prepare to start. What a pity he had lived all of -twenty-one years and had not known Orissa Kane before! - -By some sleight-of-hand, perhaps characteristic of the fellow, Chesty -had attached himself to the “Kane-Cumberford Combination,” as he called -it, like a barnacle. At first both Steve and Cumberford frowned upon his -claim to intimacy, but the boy was so frankly attracted to their camp, -“where,” said he, “I can always find people of my own kind,” that they -soon became resigned to the situation and accepted his presence as a -matter of course. - -Sybil treated this new acquaintance with the same calm indifference she -displayed toward all but her father and, latterly, Stephen Kane. Chesty -found in her the most puzzling character he had ever met, but liked her -and studied the girl’s vagaries from behind a bulwark of levity and -badinage. Perhaps the reporter’s most loyal friend at this time was Mrs. -Kane, who had promptly endorsed the young man as a desirable acquisition -to their little circle. In return Chesty was devoted to the afflicted -woman and loved to pay her those little attentions she required because -of her helplessness. - -Mr. Cumberford celebrated the closing day of the meet by giving a little -dinner to the Kanes in his private rooms at the hotel that evening, and -Chesty Todd was included in the party. Stephen attended in a wheeled -chair and was placed at one end of the table, while Orissa occupied the -other. The central decoration was a floral model of the Kane Aircraft, -and before Orissa’s plate was laid a crown of laurel which her friends -tried to make her wear. But the girl positively refused, declaring that -Stephen ought to wear the crown, while she was entitled to no more -credit than a paid aviator might be. - -The next morning’s developments, however, proved that she had been too -modest in this assertion. A telegram arrived from the directors of the -San Francisco Aviation Club asking Orissa Kane’s price to attend their -forthcoming meet and exhibit her aëroplane. Accounts of her daring and -successful flights had been wired to newspapers all over the world and -public interest in the girl aviator was so aroused that managers of -aerial exhibitions throughout the country realized she would be the -greatest “drawing card” they could secure. - -Mr. Cumberford, as manager for Orissa as well as for Stephen and the -aircraft, telegraphed his terms, demanding so large a sum that the Kanes -declared it would never be considered. To their amazement the offer was -promptly accepted, and while they were yet bewildered by this evidence -of popularity, a representative of the New Orleans Aëro Club called at -the hotel to secure Miss Kane for their forthcoming meet. Mr. Cumberford -received him cordially, but said: - -“Unfortunately, sir, your dates conflict with those of the San Francisco -meet, where Miss Kane has already contracted to appear.” - -“Is there no way of securing her release?” asked the man, deeply -chagrined at being too late. “Our people will be glad to pay any price -to get her.” - -“No,” replied Mr. Cumberford; “we stand by our contracts, whatever they -may be. But possibly we shall be able to send you a duplicate of the -Kane Aircraft, with a competent aviator to operate it.” - -The man’s face fell. - -“We will, of course, be glad to have you enter the Kane machine, on the -same terms other aëroplanes are entered; but we will pay no bonus unless -‘The Flying Girl’ is herself present to exhibit it. To be quite frank -with you, the people are wild to see Orissa Kane, whose exploits are on -every tongue just now, but all aëroplanes look alike to them, as you can -readily understand.” - -When the emissary had departed, keenly disappointed, Mr. Cumberford -turned to Orissa and Stephen, who had both been present at the -interview, and said: - -“You see, Orissa should have worn the laurel crown, after all. ‘The -Flying Girl’ has caught the popular fancy and I predict our little -heroine will be in great demand wherever aviation is exploited. As a -matter of truth and justice I will admit that she could not have -acquired fame so readily without Steve’s superb invention to back her. -In coming years your principal source of income will be derived from the -Kane Aircraft; but just now, while aviation is in its infancy, Orissa -will be able to earn a great deal of money by giving exhibitions at -aviation meets. If she undertakes it there is, we all know, much hard -work ahead of her, coupled with a certain degree of danger.” He turned -to the girl. “It will be for you to decide, my dear.” - -Orissa did not hesitate in her reply. - -“I will do all in my power to exhibit Steve’s machine properly, until he -is well enough to operate it himself,” she said. “Then he will become -the popular hero in my place, and I’ll retire to the background, where I -belong.” - -Even Steve smiled at this prediction. - -“I’ll never be able to run the thing as you can, Ris,” he replied, “and -you mustn’t overlook the fact that your being a girl gives you as great -an advantage over me, as an aeronaut, as over all other aviators. I -think Mr. Cumberford is right in saying that the advertising and -prestige you have already received will enable you to win a fortune for -us—provided you are willing to assume the risk and exertion, and if -mother will consent.” - -“I love the moil and toil of it, as well as the pleasure,” exclaimed the -girl. “It will be joy and bliss to me to fly the aircraft on every -possible occasion, and if you’ll leave me to manage mother I’ll -guarantee to secure her consent.” - -At this juncture Chesty Todd came in. His face was solemn and dejected. - -“What’s up?” asked Steve. - -“Lost my job, that’s all,” said Chesty. “Our editor thinks I didn’t run -down that Burthon affair as well as the other fellows did and that I -neglected some of the famous aviators to gush over Miss Kane. That’s his -excuse, anyhow; but my private opinion, publicly expressed, is that I -was predoomed to be fired, whatever I did.” - -“Why so?” inquired Orissa. - -“I’m getting too good. They’re afraid if they kept me on I’d demand more -wages.” - -There was a shout of laughter at this. - -“Of course I didn’t expect sympathy,” observed Chesty, dolefully. “I see -starvation ahead of me, and as there’s a good deal of Mr. Radley-Todd to -starve it’s bound to be a tedious and trying experience.” - -“This interests me,” remarked Mr. Cumberford, musingly. - -“Me, also,” said Chesty. - -Cumberford related the engagement made that morning for Miss Kane’s San -Francisco exhibition and the demand of the New Orleans representative. - -“The promoters of every aviation meet, hereafter, will want to secure -Orissa,” he added, “and so we are about to organize a campaign to -advertise ‘The Flying Girl’ and the Kane Aircraft throughout the United -States. Possibly we may take her to Europe—” - -“Oh!” exclaimed Orissa, excitedly. “Don’t you think the people of Mars -would like me to visit them?” - -“I see,” said Chesty, nodding. “You need a press agent.” - -“It might not be a bad idea,” admitted Mr. Cumberford. - -“I’m engaged from this moment,” declared the young man. “I’ve had my -breakfast, thank you, but I shall require three square meals a day from -this time on. Any further emolument I leave to you. As for promoting -Miss Kane, you’ll find me thoroughly capable and willing—provided the -young lady proves flighty and goes up in the air occasionally, as young -ladies are prone to do. 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If you are not located in the United States, you'll have -to check the laws of the country where you are located before using this ebook. - -Title: The Flying Girl - -Author: Edith Van Dyne - -Illustrator: Joseph Pierre Nuyttens - -Release Date: October 28, 2016 [EBook #53386] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: UTF-8 - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE FLYING GIRL *** - - - - -Produced by Mary Glenn Krause, Chris Curnow, ellinora and -the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at -http://www.pgdp.net (This book was produced from images -made available by the HathiTrust Digital Library.) - - - - - - -</pre> - - -<div class='nf-center-c1'> - <div class='nf-center'> - <div>Transcriber’s Note</div> - </div> -</div> - - <ul class='ul_1'> - <li>Obvious typos and punctuation errors corrected, otherwise, variations in spelling - retained. - </li> - </ul> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='figcenter id001'> -<img src='images/cover.jpg' alt='cover' class='ig001' /> -</div> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div> - <h1 class='c001'>The Flying Girl</h1> -</div> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div id='il01' class='figcenter id002'> -<img src='images/image004.jpg' alt='Orissa—The Flying Girl.' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>“<span class='sc'>Orissa—The Flying Girl.</span>”</p> -</div> -</div> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='nf-center-c1'> -<div class='nf-center c002'> - <div><span class='xlarge'>The Flying Girl</span></div> - <div class='c000'>BY</div> - <div class='c000'><span class='large'>EDITH VAN DYNE</span></div> - <div class='c000'><span class='small'>Author of</span></div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class="centerwide"> -<span class='small'>Aunt Jane’s Nieces, Aunt Jane’s Nieces Abroad, Aunt Jane’s Nieces at -Millville, Aunt Jane’s Nieces at Work, Aunt Jane’s Nieces -in Society, Aunt Jane’s Nieces and Uncle John</span> -</div> - -<div class='nf-center-c1'> - <div class='nf-center'> - <div>Illustrated by Joseph Pierre Nuyttens</div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='figcenter id003'> -<img src='images/image005.jpg' alt='small logo with quill' class='ig001' /> -</div> - -<div class='nf-center-c1'> - <div class='nf-center'> - <div>Publishers</div> - <div>The Reilly & Britton Co.</div> - <div>Chicago</div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='nf-center-c1'> -<div class='nf-center c002'> - <div>Copyright 1911</div> - <div>by</div> - <div>The Reilly & Britton Co.</div> - <div class='c000'><i>The Flying Girl</i></div> - </div> -</div> - -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c003'>CONTENTS</h2> -</div> -<table class='table0' summary=''> - <tr> - <th class='c004' colspan='2'><span class='sc'>Chapter</span></th> - <th class='c005'><span class='fss'>PAGE</span></th> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c006'>I</td> - <td class='c004'><span class='sc'><a href='#ch01'>Orissa</a></span></td> - <td class='c005'>13</td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c006'>II</td> - <td class='c004'><span class='sc'><a href='#ch02'>A Disciple of Aviation</a></span></td> - <td class='c005'>20</td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c006'>III</td> - <td class='c004'><span class='sc'><a href='#ch03'>The Kane Aircraft</a></span></td> - <td class='c005'>32</td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c006'>IV</td> - <td class='c004'><span class='sc'><a href='#ch04'>Mr. Burthon is Confidential</a></span></td> - <td class='c005'>38</td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c006'>V</td> - <td class='c004'><span class='sc'><a href='#ch05'>Between Man and Man—and a Girl</a></span></td> - <td class='c005'>47</td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c006'>VI</td> - <td class='c004'><span class='sc'><a href='#ch06'>A Bucking Biplane</a></span></td> - <td class='c005'>55</td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c006'>VII</td> - <td class='c004'><span class='sc'><a href='#ch07'>Something Wrong</a></span></td> - <td class='c005'>62</td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c006'>VIII</td> - <td class='c004'><span class='sc'><a href='#ch08'>Mr. Burthon’s Proposition</a></span></td> - <td class='c005'>71</td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c006'>IX</td> - <td class='c004'><span class='sc'><a href='#ch09'>The Other Fellow</a></span></td> - <td class='c005'>78</td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c006'>X</td> - <td class='c004'><span class='sc'><a href='#ch10'>A Fresh Start</a></span></td> - <td class='c005'>83</td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c006'>XI</td> - <td class='c004'><span class='sc'><a href='#ch11'>Orissa Resigns</a></span></td> - <td class='c005'>89</td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c006'>XII</td> - <td class='c004'><span class='sc'><a href='#ch12'>The Spying of Tot Tyler</a></span></td> - <td class='c005'>96</td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c006'>XIII</td> - <td class='c004'><span class='sc'><a href='#ch13'>Sybil is Critical</a></span></td> - <td class='c005'>105</td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c006'>XIV</td> - <td class='c004'><span class='sc'><a href='#ch14'>The Flying Fever</a></span></td> - <td class='c005'>113</td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c006'>XV</td> - <td class='c004'><span class='sc'><a href='#ch15'>A Final Test</a></span></td> - <td class='c005'>122</td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c006'>XVI</td> - <td class='c004'><span class='sc'><a href='#ch16'>The Opening Gun</a></span></td> - <td class='c005'>132</td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c006'>XVII</td> - <td class='c004'><span class='sc'><a href='#ch17'>A Curious Accident</a></span></td> - <td class='c005'>139</td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c006'>XVIII</td> - <td class='c004'><span class='sc'><a href='#ch18'>The One to Blame</a></span></td> - <td class='c005'>144</td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c006'>XIX</td> - <td class='c004'><span class='sc'><a href='#ch19'>Planning the Campaign</a></span></td> - <td class='c005'>155</td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c006'>XX</td> - <td class='c004'><span class='sc'><a href='#ch20'>Uncle and Niece</a></span></td> - <td class='c005'>164</td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c006'>XXI</td> - <td class='c004'><span class='sc'><a href='#ch21'>Mr. H. Chesterton Radley-Todd</a></span></td> - <td class='c005'>174</td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c006'>XXII</td> - <td class='c004'><span class='sc'><a href='#ch22'>The Flying Girl</a></span></td> - <td class='c005'>184</td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c006'>XXIII</td> - <td class='c004'><span class='sc'><a href='#ch23'>A Battle in the Air</a></span></td> - <td class='c005'>192</td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c006'>XXIV</td> - <td class='c004'><span class='sc'><a href='#ch24'>The Criminal</a></span></td> - <td class='c005'>202</td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c006'>XXV</td> - <td class='c004'><span class='sc'><a href='#ch25'>The Real Heroine</a></span></td> - <td class='c005'>215</td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c006'>XXVI</td> - <td class='c004'><span class='sc'><a href='#ch26'>Of Course</a></span></td> - <td class='c005'>222</td> - </tr> -</table> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <h2 class='c003'>LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS</h2> -</div> -<table class='table0' summary=''> - <tr> - <td class='c004'><a href='#il01'>“Orissa—The Flying Girl”</a></td> - <td class='c005'><i>Frontispiece</i></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c004'><a href='#il02'>Orissa stood with hands clasped</a></td> - <td class='c005'>64</td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c004'><a href='#il03'>“It—interests me”</a></td> - <td class='c005'>124</td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td class='c004'><a href='#il04'>The rescue</a></td> - <td class='c005'>197</td> - </tr> -</table> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_11'>11</span> - <h2 class='c003'>FOREWORD</h2> -</div> - -<p class='c007'>The author wishes to acknowledge her indebtedness -to Mr. Glenn H. Curtiss and Mr. Wilbur -Wright for courtesies extended during the preparation -of this manuscript. These skillful and -clever aviators, pioneers to whom the Art of Flying -owes a colossal debt, do not laugh at any suggestion -concerning the future of the aëroplane, -for they recognize the fact that the discoveries -and inventions of the next year may surpass all -that have gone before. The world is agog with -wonder at what has been accomplished; even now -it is anticipating the time when vehicles of the -air will be more numerous than are automobiles -to-day.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The American youth has been no more interested -in the development of the science of aviation -than the American girl; she is in evidence at every -meet where aëroplanes congregate, and already -recognizes her competence to operate successfully -any aircraft that a man can manage. So the story -of Orissa Kane’s feats has little exaggeration except -in actual accomplishment, and it is possible -<span class='pageno' id='Page_12'>12</span>her ventures may be emulated even before this -book is out of press. There are twenty women -aviators in Europe; in America are thousands of -girls ambitious to become aviators.</p> - -<p class='c008'>An apology may be due those gentlemen who -performed so many brilliant feats at the 1911 meet -at Dominguez, for having thrust them somewhat -into the shade to allow the story to exalt its heroine; -but they will understand the exigencies that -required this seeming discourtesy and will, the -author is sure, generously pardon her.</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='nf-center-c0'> -<div class='nf-center c002'> - <div><span class='pageno' id='Page_13'>13</span><span class='xxlarge'>The Flying Girl</span></div> - </div> -</div> - -<div> - <h2 id='ch01' class='c003'>CHAPTER I <br /> <br /> <span class='small'>ORISSA</span></h2> -</div> - -<p class='c007'>“May I go now, Mr. Burthon?” asked Orissa.</p> - -<p class='c008'>He looked up from his desk, stared a moment -and nodded. It is doubtful if he saw the girl, for -his eyes had an introspective expression.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa went to a cabinet wardrobe and took -down her coat and hat. Turning around to put -them on she moved a chair, which squeaked on the -polished floor. The sound made Mr. Burthon shudder, -and aroused him as her speech had not done.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Why, Miss Kane!” he exclaimed, regarding -her with surprise, “it is only four o’clock.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I know, sir,” said Orissa uneasily, “but the -mail is ready and all the deeds and transfers have -been made out for you to sign. I—I wanted an -extra hour, to-night, so I worked during lunch -time.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh; very well,” he said, stiffly. “But I do not -approve this irregularity, Miss Kane, and you -may as well understand it. I engage your services -<span class='pageno' id='Page_14'>14</span>by the week, and expect you to keep regular -hours.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I won’t go, then,” she replied, turning to hang -up her coat.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Yes, you will. For this afternoon I excuse -you,” he said, turning again to his papers.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa did not wish to offend her employer. Indeed, -she could not afford to. This was her first -position, and because she was young and girlish in -appearance she had found it difficult to secure a -place. Perhaps it was because she had applied to -Mr. Burthon during one of his fits of abstraction -that she obtained the position at all; but she was -competent to do her work and performed it so -much better than any “secretary” the real estate -agent had before had that he would have been -as loth to lose her as she was to be dismissed. -But Orissa did not know that, and hesitated what -to do.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Run along, Miss Kane,” said her employer, -impatiently; “I insist upon it—for to-night.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>So, being very anxious to get home early, the -girl accepted the permission and left the office, -feeling however a little guilty for having abridged -her time there.</p> - -<p class='c008'>She had a long ride before her. Leaving the -office at four o’clock meant reaching home forty -minutes later; so she hurried across the street -<span class='pageno' id='Page_15'>15</span>and boarded a car marked “Beverly.” Los Angeles -is a big city, because it is spread from the -Pacific Ocean to the mountains—an extreme distance -of more than thirty miles. Yet it is of larger -extent than that would indicate, as country villages -for many miles in every direction are really -suburbs of the metropolis of Southern California -and the inhabitants ride daily into the city for -business or shopping.</p> - -<p class='c008'>It was toward one of these outlying districts -that Orissa Kane was now bound. They have -rapid transit in the Southwest, and the car, -headed toward the north but ultimately destined -to reach the sea by way of several villages, fairly -flew along the tracks. It was August and a glaring -sun held possession of a cloudless sky; but the -ocean breeze, which always arrives punctually the -middle of the afternoon, rendered the air balmy -and invigorating.</p> - -<p class='c008'>It was seldom that this young girl appeared -anywhere in public without attracting the attention -of any who chanced to glance into her sweet -face. Its contour was almost perfect and the -coloring exquisite. In addition she had a slender -form which she carried with exceeding grace and -a modest, winning demeanor that was more demure -and unconscious than shy.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Such a charming personality should have been -<span class='pageno' id='Page_16'>16</span>clothed in handsome raiment; but, alas, poor Orissa’s -gown was the simplest of cheap lawns, and -of the ready-made variety the department stores -sell in their basements. It was not unbecoming, -nor was the coarse straw hat with its yard of -cotton-back ribbon; yet the case was stated to-day -very succinctly by a middle-aged gentleman -who sat with his wife in the car seat just behind -Orissa:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“If that girl was our daughter,” said he, “I’d -dress her nicely if it took half my income to do -it. Great Cæsar! hasn’t she anyone to love her, -or care for her? She seems to me like a beautiful -piece of bric-a-brac; something to set on a pedestal -and deck with jewels and laces, for all to -admire.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Pshaw!” returned the lady; “a girl like that -will be admired, whatever she wears.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa had plenty of love, bestowed by those -nearest and dearest to her, but circumstances had -reduced the family fortunes to a minimum and the -girl was herself to blame for a share of the -poverty the Kanes now endured.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The car let her off at a wayside station between -two villages. It was in a depression that might -properly be termed a valley, though of small extent, -and as the car rushed on and left her -standing beside a group of tall palms it at first -<span class='pageno' id='Page_17'>17</span>appeared there were no houses at all in the -neighborhood.</p> - -<p class='c008'>But that was not so; a well defined path led -into a thicket of evergreens and then wound -through a large orange orchard. Beyond this was -a vine covered bungalow of the type so universal -in California; artistic to view but quite inexpensive -in construction.</p> - -<p class='c008'>High hedges of privet surrounded the place, -but above this, in the space back of the house, rose -the canvas covered top of a huge shed—something -so unusual and inappropriate in a place of -this character that it would have caused a -stranger to pause and gape with astonishment.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa, however, merely glanced at the tent-like -structure as she hurried along the path. She -turned in at the open door of the bungalow, tossed -hat and jacket into a chair and then went to where -a sweet-faced woman sat in a morris chair knitting. -In a moment you would guess she was Orissa’s -mother, for although the features were worn -and thin there was a striking resemblance between -them and those of the fresh young girl stooping -to kiss her. Mrs. Kane’s eyes were the same turquoise -blue as her daughter’s; but, although -bright and wide open they lacked any expression, -for they saw nothing at all in our big, beautiful -world.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_18'>18</span>“Aren’t you early, dear?” she asked.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“A whole hour,” said Orissa. “But I promised -Steve I’d try to get home at this time, for -he wants me to help him. Can I do anything for -you first, mamma?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“No,” was the reply; “I am quite comfortable. -Run along, if Steve wants you.” Then she added, -in a playful tone: “Will there be any supper -to-night?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh, yes, indeed! I’ll break away in good season, -never fear. Last night I got into the crush -of the ‘rush hour,’ and the car was detained, so -both Steve and I forgot all about supper. I’ll -run and change my dress now.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’m afraid the boy is working too hard,” said -Mrs. Kane, sighing. “The days are not half long -enough for him, and he keeps in his workshop, or -hangar, or whatever you call it, half the night.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“True,” returned Orissa, with a laugh; “but it -is not work for Steve, you know; it’s play. He’s -like a child with a new toy.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I hope it will not prove a toy, in the end,” remarked -Mrs. Kane, gravely. “So much depends -upon his success.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Don’t worry, dear,” said the girl, brightly. -“Steve is making our fortune, I’m sure.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>But as she discarded the lawn for a dark gingham -in her little chamber, Orissa’s face was more -<span class='pageno' id='Page_19'>19</span>serious than her words and she wondered—as -she had wondered hundreds of times—whether -her brother’s great venture would bring them -ruin or fortune.</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_20'>20</span> - <h2 id='ch02' class='c003'>CHAPTER II<br /> <br /><span class='small'>A DISCIPLE OF AVIATION</span></h2> -</div> - -<p class='c007'>The Kanes had come to California some three -years previous because of Mr. Kane’s impaired -health. He had been the manager of an important -manufacturing company in the East, on a -large salary for many years, and his family had -lived royally and his children been given the best -education that money could procure. Orissa attended -a famous girls’ school and Stephen went to -college. But suddenly the father’s health broke -and his physicians offered no hope for his life -unless he at once migrated to a sunny clime where -he might be always in the open air. He came to -California and invested all his savings—not a -great deal—in the orange ranch. Three months -later he died, leaving his blind wife and two children -without any financial resources except what -might be gleaned from the ranch. Fortunately -the boy, Stephen, had just finished his engineering -course at Cornell and was equipped—theoretically, -at least—to begin a career with one of the -best paying professions known to modern times. -<span class='pageno' id='Page_21'>21</span>Mechanical to his finger tips, Stephen Kane had -eagerly absorbed every bit of information placed -before him and had been graduated so well that -a fine position was offered him in New York, with -opportunity for rapid advancement.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Kane’s death prevented the young man -from accepting this desirable offer. He was -obliged to go to Los Angeles to care for his mother -and sister. It was a difficult situation for an inexperienced -boy to face, but he attacked the problem -with the same manly courage that had enabled -him to conquer Euclid and Calculus at school, and -in the end arranged his father’s affairs fairly well.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The oranges from the ranch would give them -a net income of about two thousand dollars a year, -which was far from meaning poverty, although -much less than the family expenditures had previously -been. There were other fruits on the -place, an ample vegetable garden and a flock of -chickens, so the Kanes believed they would live -very comfortably on their income. In addition to -this, Steve could earn a salary as a mechanical -engineer, or at least he believed he could.</p> - -<p class='c008'>He found, however, after many unsuccessful -attempts, that his professional field was amply -covered by experienced men, and as a temporary -makeshift he was finally driven to accept a position -in an automobile repair shop.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_22'>22</span>“It’s an awful comedown, Ris,” he said to -Orissa, his confidant, “but I can’t afford to loaf -any longer, you know, and the pay is almost as -much as a young engineer gets to start with. So -I’ll tackle it and keep my eye open for something -better.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>While Stephen was employed in this repair -shop a famous aviator named Willard came to -town with his aëroplane and met with an accident -that badly disabled his machine. Although aviators -have marked Southern California as their -chosen field from the beginning, because one may -fly there all winter, there was not a place in the -city where a specialty was made of repairing airships. -Naturally Mr. Willard sought an automobile -repair shop as the one place most liable to -supply his needs.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The manager shook his head.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“We know nothing about biplanes,” he -confessed.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Pardon me, sir,” said Stephen Kane, who was -present, “I know something about airships, and -I am sure I can repair Mr. Willard’s, if you will -take the job.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>The aviator turned to him gratefully.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Thank you,” he said; “I’ll put my machine -in your hands. What experience have you had -with biplanes of this type?”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_23'>23</span>“None at all,” was the answer; “but I am sure -you will not find an experienced airship man in -this city. I’ve studied the devices, though, ever -since Montgomery made his first flights, and as we -have all the requisite tools and machinery here -I am sure, with your assistance and direction, I -can readily put your machine into perfect -condition.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He did, performing the work excellently. Before -long another biplane needed repairs, and -Stephen was recommended by Mr. Willard. -Later a Curtiss machine came under Steve’s -hands, and then an Antoinette monoplane. The -manager raised the young fellow’s salary, proud -that he had a man competent to repair these new-fangled -inventions which were creating such a -stir throughout the country.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Stephen Kane might have continued to follow -the calling of an expert aëroplane doctor with -marked success, had he been an ordinary young -mechanic. But the air castles he had built at college -were not all dissipated, as yet, and aside from -possessing decided talent as a workman Steve had -an inventive genius that promised great things -for his future. By the time he had taken a half -dozen different aëroplanes apart and repaired -them he had a thorough knowledge of their construction -and requirements, and the best of them -<span class='pageno' id='Page_24'>24</span>seemed to him wholly inadequate for the purpose -for which they were planned.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“The fact is, Ris,” he said to Orissa one evening, -after he had been poring over a book on air -currents, “the airships of to-day are all experimental, -and chock full of mistakes. No two are -anywhere near alike, and each man thinks he has -the only correct mechanism.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“But they fly,” answered the girl, who was -keenly interested in the subject of aviation and -had twice been down to the shop to examine the -aëroplanes Steve was repairing.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“So they do; they fly, after a fashion,” admitted -the young man, “which fully proves the -thing can be accomplished. But present machines -are all too complicated, and the planes seem to -have been shaped by guesswork, rather than common -sense. They fuss with motors and propellers -and ignore the sustaining mechanism, which -is the most vital principle of all. Some day we -shall see the sky full of successful aviators, and -flying will be as common as automobiling now is; -but when that time comes we shall laugh at the -crude devices they brag of to-day.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“That may be true,” returned the girl, thoughtfully; -“but isn’t it true of every great invention, -that the first models are imperfect?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Quite true,” said he. “I can make a better -<span class='pageno' id='Page_25'>25</span>biplane than any I have seen, but I admit that had -I not had the advantage of seeing any I might -have blundered as all the rest seem to have done.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Why don’t you make one, Steve?” asked -Orissa impulsively. “If aviation is going to become -general the man who builds the best aëroplane -will make his fortune.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Steve flushed and rose to tramp up and down -the room before he answered. Then he stopped -before his sister and said in low, intense accents:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I long to make one, Orissa! The idea has -taken possession of my thoughts until it has almost -driven me crazy. I can make a machine that -will fly better and be more safe and practical than -either the Wright or Curtiss machines. But the -thing is impossible. I—I haven’t the money.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa sat staring at the rug for a long time. -Finally she asked:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“How much money would it take, Steve?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He hesitated.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I don’t know. I’ve never figured it out. -What’s the use?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“There is use in everything,” declared his sister, -calmly. “Get to work and figure. Find out -how much you need, and then we’ll see if we can -manage it.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He gazed at her as if bewildered. Then he -turned and left the room without a word.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_26'>26</span>A few evenings later he handed her an estimate.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I think it could be done for three thousand dollars,” -he remarked. “Which means, of course, -it can’t be done at all.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa took the paper without replying and pondered -over it for several days. She was only -seventeen, but had inherited her father’s clear, -business-grasping mind, and would have been an -essentially practical girl had not her youth and -inexperience lent her some illusions that time -would dissipate.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Stephen posed as the “head of the family;” -but Orissa really directed its finances, poor Mrs. -Kane being so helpless that her children never -depended upon her for counsel but on the contrary -kept all business matters from her, lest she worry -over them. The one maid employed in the bungalow -served Mrs. Kane almost exclusively, while -Orissa always had devoted much time to her -mother, who had been stricken blind at the time of -her daughter’s birth.</p> - -<p class='c008'>One evening, when brother and sister were in -the garden together, the girl said:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I believe I have discovered a plan that will -permit you to build your airship. What is it to -be, Steve; a biplane or a monoplane?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Let me hear your plan,” was the eager reply.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Well, I’ve been to see Mr. Wentworth, and he -<span class='pageno' id='Page_27'>27</span>will advance us fifteen hundred on our orange -crop, by discounting the price ten per cent. He -came and looked at the trees and said they were -safe to pay us at least twenty-three hundred dollars -next February.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“But—Orissa!—how could we live, with our -income cut down that way—to a mere seven or -eight hundred dollars?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’m going to work,” she said quietly. “I’m -tired of doing nothing but dig around the garden -and cook. Mamma doesn’t need me, at least during -the day, so I’m going into business.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Steve smiled.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“<em>You</em> work, Orissa? What on earth could you -do?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’ll find something to do. And my salary, -added to yours, will make up for the loss of the -orange money. We must economize, of course; -but when we’ve such a big deal on hand—one -that will make our fortune—we can put up with a -few temporary discomforts.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“But fifteen hundred won’t build the thing, that -is certain,” he said, with a sigh. “I’ve got to -construct an entirely new motor—engine and all—and -some original propellers and elevators, and -the patterns and castings for these will be rather -expensive.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Well, by the time the fifteen hundred are -<span class='pageno' id='Page_28'>28</span>gone,” she replied, “you will know exactly how -much more money is needed, and we will mortgage -the place for that amount.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Rubbish!” cried Stephen, impatiently. “I -won’t listen an instant to such a wild plan. Suppose -I fail?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh, if you’re going to fail we won’t undertake -it,” said his sister. “You claimed you could -make a better airship than the Curtiss or the -Wright—either one of which is worth a fortune—and -I believed you. If you were only joking, -Steve, we won’t talk of it any more.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I wasn’t joking; or bragging, either; you -know that, Orissa. I’m pretty sure of my idea; -but it’s untried. I’ve bought all the books on -aviation I can find and I’ve been reading of Professor -Montgomery’s discovery of the laws of -air currents and his theories concerning them. -They’re only primers, dear, for the science of -aviation is as yet unwritten. That is why I cannot -speak with perfect assurance; but the more I look -into the thing the more positive I am that I’ve -hit upon the right idea of aërial navigation.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“What is your idea?” she asked.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“To simplify the construction of the craft. The -present devices are all too complicated and keep -the aviator too busy while he’s in the air.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“In other words, he’s all up in the air while -he’s up in the air,” she remarked.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_29'>29</span>“Precisely. Most of his time is required to -maintain a lateral balance, so as not to tip over or -lose control. I’m to have a simpler construction, -an automatic balance, and a plane only large -enough to support the machinery and the aviator.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“If you can manage that,” said Orissa, “we’re -not taking any chances.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He sat with furrowed brow, thinking deeply. -Finally he said in a decisive way:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Nothing is certain until it is accomplished. I -won’t take the risk of making you and mother -paupers. Please don’t speak of the thing again, -Ris.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa didn’t; but Steve did, about a month -later. A great aviation meet had been arranged -at Dominguez Field, near Los Angeles and only -a few miles from their own home. The event, -which was destined to be an epoch in the history of -aviation, brought many famous aviators to the -city with their machines, among them a Frenchman -named Paulhan, with whom Stephen soon became -acquainted. An examination of Paulhan’s -machine, a Farman of the latest type, which had -already performed marvels, served to convince -the boy that his own ideas were not only practical -but destined soon to be discovered and applied by -someone else if he himself failed to take advantage -of the time and opportunity to utilize them. -<span class='pageno' id='Page_30'>30</span>With that argument to calm any misgivings that -he might perhaps fail, coupled with an eagerness -to build his invention that drove him to forsake -caution, Steve went to Orissa one day and said:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“All right, dear; I’m going to undertake the -thing. Can you still get Mr. Wentworth to advance -the money?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I think so,” she replied.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Then get it, and I’ll start work at once. The -drawings are already complete,” and he showed -them to her, neatly traced in comprehensive detail.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Most girls would have been bewildered by the -technicalities and passed the drawings with a -glance; but Orissa understood how important to -them all this venture was destined to be, so she -sat down and studied the designs minutely, making -her brother explain anything she found the -least puzzling. By this time the girl had made -herself familiar with the latest modern improvements -in aëroplanes and had personally examined -several of the best devices, so she was able to -catch the true value of Stephen’s idea and immediately -became as enthusiastic as he was.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The money was raised and placed by Stephen -in a bank where he could draw upon it as he -needed it. Mrs. Kane concurred mildly in the -plans when they were explained to her, being accustomed -to lean upon Orissa and Stephen and to -<span class='pageno' id='Page_31'>31</span>accept their judgment without protest. Aviation -was all Greek to the poor woman and she did not -bother her head trying to understand why people -wanted to fly, or how they might accomplish their -desire.</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_32'>32</span> - <h2 id='ch03' class='c003'>CHAPTER III <br /> <br /> <span class='small'>THE KANE AIRCRAFT</span></h2> -</div> - -<p class='c007'>Stephen set up his workshop at home, devoting -his evenings to the new aëroplane. Progress was -necessarily slow, as four or five hours out of each -twenty-four were all he could devote to his -enterprise.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The boy was still employed in this manner when -the Aviation Meet was held at Dominguez Field -and Paulhan accomplished the wonderful flights -that made him world famous. Of course, Orissa -and Stephen were present and did not miss a -single event. On the grand stand beside them -sat a young fellow Stephen had often met at the -automobile shop, a chauffeur named Arch Hoxsey. -It was the first time Hoxsey had ever seen an aëroplane, -and neither he nor Stephen could guess -that within one year this novice would become the -greatest aviator in all the world. These are days -when, comet-like, a heretofore unknown aviator -appears, accomplishes marvels and disappears, -eclipsed by some new master of the art of flying. -It is the same way with aëroplanes; the leading -<span class='pageno' id='Page_33'>33</span>one to-day is within a brief period destined to be -surpassed by a greatly improved machine.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The enthusiasm of the Kanes rose to fever heat -in witnessing this exhibition, at the time the most -remarkable ever held in the annals of aviation. -Afterward they counseled together very seriously -and agreed that it would be better for Steve to -resign his position at the shop and devote his -whole time to his aëroplane, in which he had now -more confidence than ever.</p> - -<p class='c008'>He applied for patents on his various devices -and the complete machine, being fearful that -someone else might adopt his ideas before he could -finish his first aëroplane; yet at the same time he -observed the utmost secrecy as to the work on -which he was engaged and admitted no person except -Orissa to the garden, where he had set up -his hangar and shop.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The girl had been for some time persistently -seeking employment, for now that Steve had -ceased to be a breadwinner it was more important -than ever for her to earn money. By good fortune -she was engaged by Mr. Burthon as his -secretary the very week following her brother’s -retirement.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Steve’s expenses were growing greater, however, -and Orissa began figuring on “ways and -means.” Their life in this retired place was so -<span class='pageno' id='Page_34'>34</span>simple that she believed her mother could do without -the maid and questioned her on the subject. -Mrs. Kane declared she preferred to be alone, if -Orissa felt she could prepare the breakfasts and -dinners unaided. Luncheons at home were very -plain affairs and Steve readily agreed to come -into the house at noon and get a bite for himself -and his mother. So the maid was dismissed and -a considerable expense eliminated.</p> - -<p class='c008'>During the summer construction of the airship -progressed more rapidly and, after the motors -were completed and tested and found to be -nearly perfect, Steve began to model the planes -and perfect his automatic balance.</p> - -<p class='c008'>It was hard work sometimes for Orissa to sit in -the office and keep her mind on her work when -she knew her brother was completing or testing -some important detail of the aëroplane, but she -held herself in rigid restraint and succeeded in -giving satisfaction to her employer.</p> - -<p class='c008'>On the August afternoon on which our story -opens Stephen Kane was to begin the final assembling -of the parts of his machine, after which -he could test it in real flight. He needed Orissa’s -assistance to help him handle some of the huge -ribbed planes, and so she had promised to come -home early.</p> - -<p class='c008'>It was not long before she entered the hangar, -<span class='pageno' id='Page_35'>35</span>arrayed in her old gingham, which allowed her -to move freely. The two became so interested -that Mrs. Kane almost missed her dinner in spite -of the girl’s promise; but Orissa did manage to -tear herself away from the fascinating task long -enough to prepare the meal and serve it. Steve -came in and tried to eat, for he was at a point -where he could do nothing without his sister’s -help; but neither of them was able to swallow -more than a morsel, and as quickly as possible -hurried back to their work.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mrs. Kane, although totally blind, knew her -way about the house perfectly and was able to -take care of herself in nearly all ways; so when -bedtime came she abandoned her monotonous -knitting, played a few pieces on the pianoforte—one -of her few amusements—and then calmly retired -for the night. She never worried over the -“children,” believing they were competent to care -for themselves.</p> - -<p class='c008'>It was long past midnight before Steve got to -a point where he could continue without Orissa. -“In about three days more,” he said, as they -washed up and prepared to adjourn to the house, -“I will be able to make my first flight. Shall -we wait till Sunday, Ris, or will you take a day -off?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh, not Sunday,” she replied. However eager -<span class='pageno' id='Page_36'>36</span>her brother might be she had never yet allowed -him to work a moment on a Sunday, and Steve deferred -to her wishes in this regard. “We’re -pretty busy at the office and Mr. Burthon was inclined -to be a little cranky to-day; but I’ll manage -it somehow, just as soon as you are ready.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“What sort of a fellow is Burthon?” asked her -brother, somewhat curiously.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Why, he stands well in the business world, I’m -told, and is very successful in handling large tracts -of real estate,” she replied. “Also, he seems a -gentleman by birth and breeding, yet a queerer -man I never met. His chief peculiarity is in being -very absent-minded, but he does other odd -things. Yesterday he refused to sell a piece of -land to a customer because he did not like him, -and he told the man so with rude frankness. One -day I discovered he had cheated another man out -of six hundred dollars. I called his attention to -what I described as a ‘mistake,’ and he said he -robbed the man on purpose, because he had been -snobbish and overbearing. He gave the six hundred -dollars to a poor woman to build her a house -with, saying to me that he had once committed a -serious crime for which this was in part penance, -and soon after he platted a lot of swamp land -down near San Pedro and advertised it as ‘desirable -residence property.’ Really, Steve, I can’t -quite make out Mr. Burthon.”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_37'>37</span>“He seems to have good and bad points, from -what you say,” observed her brother, “and I -judge the two qualities are about evenly mixed. -Is he nice to you, Ris?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“He is always polite and respectful, but most -of the time he doesn’t know I’m in existence. -When he gets one of his absorbed fits his eyes -look right through me, as if I wasn’t there.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Perhaps he is thinking out some big schemes. -Is he a rich man?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“He is said to be quite wealthy. But he is an -old bachelor, and the girl across the hall says he -lives at a club, goes to the theater every night and -drinks more than is good for him. I hardly believe -that last, Steve, for Mr. Burthon doesn’t -look a bit like a drinking man.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Perhaps he’s a morphine fiend. That would -make him absent-minded, you know.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“No; when he’s aroused his head is clear as a -bell and he drives a shrewd bargain. Do you -know, Steve, I’m inclined to think that speech of -his was in earnest, although he laughed harshly -at the time, and that—that—”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“That what?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“That at some time or other he has committed -some crime that worries him.”</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_38'>38</span> - <h2 id='ch04' class='c003'>CHAPTER IV <br /> <br /><span class='small'>MR. BURTHON IS CONFIDENTIAL</span></h2> -</div> - -<p class='c007'>Orissa was tired next day and she blundered -several times in copying deeds and attending to -the routine of the private office, where she alone -was closeted with the proprietor. But Mr. Burthon -would not have noticed had she set fire to -the place, so intent was he upon a bundle of papers -he had brought in with him and to which he -devoted his exclusive attention.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The girl left him at his desk when she went to -lunch and found him there, still occupied with the -papers, when she returned. Several people -wanted to see him personally, but he told Orissa -to state he was engaged and could admit no one. -She gave the message to the young man in charge -of the outer office, where several clerks were employed, -and they knew better than to allow anyone -to invade Mr. Burthon’s private sanctum.</p> - -<p class='c008'>At about three o’clock, while she was busy at -her desk, the secretary heard her name spoken -and looked up. From his chair Mr. Burthon was -<span class='pageno' id='Page_39'>39</span>eyeing her observantly. His gaze was clear and -intelligent; the abstracted mood had passed.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Come here, please, Miss Kane,” he said.</p> - -<p class='c008'>She brought her writing pad and sat down beside -his desk, as she did when he dictated his letters; -but he shook his head.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“We’ll not mind the mail to-day,” he said. -“I want to talk with you; to advise with you. -Queerly enough, Miss Kane, there isn’t a soul -on earth in whom I can confide when occasion -arises. In other words, I haven’t an intimate -friend I can trust, or one who is sincerely interested -in me.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>That embarrassed Orissa a little. Since she -had been working at the office this was the first -time he had addressed a remark to her not connected -with the business. Indeed, the man was -now regarding her much as he would a curiosity, -as if he had just discovered her. She was amazed -to hear him speak so confidentially and made no -reply because she had nothing to say.</p> - -<p class='c008'>After a pause he continued:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You haven’t much business experience, my -child, but you have a keen intellect and decided -opinions.” Orissa wondered how he knew that. -“Therefore I am going to ask your advice in a -matter where business is blended with sentiment. -Will you be good enough to give me your candid -opinion?”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_40'>40</span>“If you wish me to, sir,” she said, after some -hesitation.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Thank you, Miss Kane. The case is this: -With four others I purchased some time ago a -gold mine in Arizona known as the ‘Queen of -Hearts.’ It cost me about all I am worth—some -two hundred thousand dollars.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa gasped. It seemed an enormous sum. -But he continued, speaking calmly and clearly:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I thought at the time the mine was surely -worth a million. I went to see it and found the -ore exceedingly rich. The others, who purchased -the Queen of Hearts with me, were equally deceived, -for just recently we have discovered that -the rich vein was either very narrow or was placed -there by those we purchased from, with the intention -of defrauding us. In either case, please understand -that the mine is not worth a cotton hat. -We are a stock company, and our stock is listed -on the exchange and commands a high premium, -for no one except the owners knows the truth -about it. The general idea is that the mine is -still producing largely—and it is—for, to protect -ourselves until we can unload it on to others, we -have secretly purchased rich ore elsewhere, -dumped it into the mine, and then taken it out -again.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He paused, drumming absently on the desk with -his fingers, and Orissa asked:</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_41'>41</span>“What is the object of that deception, sir?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“To maintain the public delusion until we can -sell out. And now I come to the point of my story, -Miss Kane. Gold mines, even as rich as the Queen -of Hearts is reputed to be, are not easy to sell. I -have exhausted all my resources in keeping up -this deception and the time has come when I must -sell or become bankrupt. The other stockholders -have smaller interests and are wealthier men, but -each one is striving hard to secure a customer. I -have found one.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He looked up and smiled at her; then he -frowned.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“The man is my brother-in-law,” he added.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa was getting nervous, but waited for him -to continue.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“This brother-in-law is a man I detest. He -married my only sister and did not treat her well. -He is a notorious gambler and confidence man, -although perhaps he would not admit that is his -profession. At all events he had the assurance to -sneer at me and abuse my sister, and I was powerless -at the time to interfere. Fortunately the -poor woman died several years ago. Since then -I have not seen much of Cumberford, for he lives -in the East. He came out here last month on -some small business matter and has gone crazy -over the Queen of Hearts mine. He hunted me up -<span class='pageno' id='Page_42'>42</span>and asked if I’d sell part of my stock. I told him -I would sell all or none. So he has been getting -his money together and has raised two hundred -and fifty thousand dollars—the sum I demanded.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa was looking at him wonderingly. The -story seemed incredible. Perhaps Mr. Burthon -saw the dismay and reproach in her eyes, for he -asked:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“What do you think of this deal, Miss Kane? -Am I not fortunate?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“But—would you <em>really</em> sell a worthless property -to this man—your own brother-in-law—and—and -steal a fortune from him?” she inquired.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The man flushed and shifted uneasily in his -seat.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“He abused my sister,” he said, as if defending -himself.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“The property is worthless,” she persisted.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“He can hustle around and sell it again, as I -am doing.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Suppose he fails? Suppose he refuses to do -such a wicked thing?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Burthon stared at her a moment. Then -he laughed harshly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Cumberford would delight in such a ‘wicked’ -game,” he replied. “And, if he failed to sell, -the scoundrel would be ruined, for I believe this -two hundred and fifty thousand is about all he’s -worth.”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_43'>43</span>“It’s dreadful!” exclaimed the girl, really -shocked.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“It is done every day in a business way,” he -rejoined.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Then why did you ask my advice?” demanded -the girl, quickly. Before answering he waited to -drum on the desk with his fingers again.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Because,” said he, speaking slowly, “I dislike -this man so passionately that I have wondered if -the hatred blinds my judgment. He may be dangerous, -too, yet I think he is too much of a fool to -be able to injure me in retaliation. I don’t know -him very well. I’ve not seen him before for -years.” He paused, taking note of the horror -spreading over the girl’s face. Then he smiled -and added in a gentler voice: “Perhaps my chief -reason, however, for seeking your advice is that -I find I have still a conscience. Yes, yes; a troublesome -conscience. I have been suppressing it -for years, yet like Banquo’s ghost it will not down. -My business judgment determines me to unload -this worthless stock and save myself from the loss -of my entire fortune. I must do it. It is like a -man taking unawares a counterfeit coin, and then, -discovering it is spurious, passing it on to some innocent -victim. You might do that yourself, Miss -Kane.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I do not believe I would.”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_44'>44</span>“Well, most people would, and think it no crime. -In this case I’m merely passing a counterfeit, -that I received innocently, on to another innocent. -If the fact is ever known my business friends will -applaud me. But that obstinate conscience of -mine keeps asking the question: ‘Is it safe?’ It -asserts that I am filled with glee because I am selling -to a man I hate—a man who has indirectly injured -me. I am to get revenge as well as save -my money. Safe? Of course it’s safe. Yet my—er—conscience—the -still small voice—keeps -digging at me to be careful. It doesn’t seem to -like the idea of dealing with Cumberford, and has -been annoying me for several days. So I thought -I would put the case to a young, pure-minded girl -who has a clear head and is honest. I imagined -you would tell me to go ahead. Then I could afford -to laugh at cautious Mr. Conscience.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“No,” said Orissa, gravely, “the conscience is -right. But you misunderstand its warning. It -doesn’t mean that the act is not safe from a -worldly point of view, but from a moral standpoint. -You could not respect yourself, Mr. -Burthon, if you did this thing.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He sighed and turned to his papers. Orissa -hesitated. Then, impulsively, she asked:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You won’t do it, sir; will you?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Yes, Miss Kane; I think I shall.”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_45'>45</span>His tone had changed. It was now hard and -cold.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Mr. Cumberford will call here to-morrow -morning at nine, to consummate the deal,” he -continued. “See that we are not disturbed, Miss -Kane.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“But, sir—”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He turned upon her almost fiercely, but at sight -of her distressed, downcast face a kindlier look -came to his eyes.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Remember that the alternative would be ruin,” -he said gently. “I would be obliged to give up -my business—these offices—and begin life anew. -You would lose your position, and—”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh, I won’t mind that!” she exclaimed.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Don’t you care for it, then?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Yes; for I need the money I earn. But to do -right will not ruin either of us, sir.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Perhaps not; but I’m not going to do right—as -you see it. I shall follow my business -judgment.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa was indignant.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I shall save you from yourself, then,” she -cried, standing before him like an accusing angel. -“I warn you now, Mr. Burthon, that when Mr. -Cumberford calls I shall tell him the truth about -your mine, and then he will not buy it.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He looked at her curiously, reflectively, for a -<span class='pageno' id='Page_46'>46</span>long time, as if he beheld for the first time some -rare and admirable thing. The man was not angered. -He seemed not even annoyed by her -threat. But after that period of disconcerting -study he turned again to his desk.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Thank you, Miss Kane. That is all.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>She went back to her post, trembling nervously -from the excitement of the interview, and tried to -put her mind on her work. Mr. Burthon was -wholly unemotional and seemed to have forgotten -her presence. But, a half hour later, when he -thrust the papers into his pocket, locked his desk -and took his hat to go, he paused beside his secretary, -gazed earnestly into her face a moment and -then abruptly turned away.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Good night, Miss Kane,” he said, and his voice -seemed to dwell tenderly on her name.</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_47'>47</span> - <h2 id='ch05' class='c003'>CHAPTER V <br /> <br /> <span class='small'>BETWEEN MAN AND MAN—AND A GIRL</span></h2> -</div> - -<p class='c007'>That night Orissa confided the whole story to -Steve. Her brother listened thoughtfully and -then inquired:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Will you really warn Mr. Cumberford, Ris?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I—I ought to,” she faltered.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Then do,” he returned. “To my notion Burthon -is playing a mean trick on the fellow, and no -good business man would either applaud or respect -him for it. Your employer is shifty, Orissa; I’m -sure of it; if I were you I’d put a stop to his game -no matter what came of it.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Very well, Steve; I’ll do it. But I don’t believe -Mr. Burthon means to be a bad man. His -plea about his conscience proves that. But—but—”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“It’s worse for a man to realize he’s doing -wrong, and then do it, than if he were too hardened -to have any conscience at all,” asserted Steve -oracularly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“And if I let him do this wrong act I would be -as guilty as he,” she added.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_48'>48</span>“That’s true, Ris. You’ll lose your job, sure -enough, but there will be another somewhere just -as good.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>So, when Mr. Burthon’s secretary went to the -office next morning she was keyed up to do the -most heroic deed that had ever come to her hand. -Whatever the consequences might be, the girl was -determined to waylay Mr. Cumberford when he -arrived and tell him the truth about the Queen of -Hearts.</p> - -<p class='c008'>But he did not come to the office at nine o’clock. -Neither had Mr. Burthon arrived at that time. -Orissa, her heart beating with trepidation but -strong in resolve, watched the clock nearing the -hour, passing it, and steadily ticking on in the -silence of the office. The outer room was busy -this morning, and in the broker’s absence his secretary -was called upon to perform many minor -tasks; but her mind was more upon the clock than -upon her work.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Ten o’clock came. Eleven. At half past eleven -the door swung open and Mr. Burthon ushered in -a strange gentleman whom Orissa at once decided -was Mr. Cumberford. He was extremely tall and -thin and stooped somewhat as he walked. He had -a long, grizzled mustache, wore gold-rimmed eyeglasses -and carried a gold-headed cane. From -his patent leather shoes to his chamois gloves he -<span class='pageno' id='Page_49'>49</span>was as neat and sleek as if about to attend a -reception.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Observing the presence of a young lady the -stranger at once removed his hat, showing his -head to be perfectly bald.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Sit down, Cumberford,” said Mr. Burthon, -carelessly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>As he obeyed, Orissa, her face flaming red, advanced -to a position before him and exclaimed in -a pleading voice:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh, sir, do not buy Mr. Burthon’s mine, I beg -of you!”</p> - -<p class='c008'>The man stared at her with faded gray eyes -which were enlarged by the lenses of his spectacles. -Mr. Burthon smiled, seemed interested, -and watched the scene with evident amusement.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Why not, my child?” asked Mr. Cumberford.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Because it is worthless—absolutely worthless!” -she declared.</p> - -<p class='c008'>He turned to the other man.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Eh, Burthon?” he muttered, inquiringly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Miss Kane believes she is speaking the truth,” -said the broker jauntily.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh, she does. And you, Burthon?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I? Why, I’m of the same opinion.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Cumberford took out his handkerchief, removed -his glasses and polished the lenses with -a thoughtful air. Orissa was trembling with -nervousness.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_50'>50</span>“Don’t buy the Queen of Hearts, sir; it would -ruin you,” she repeated earnestly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>He breathed upon the glasses and wiped them -carefully.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You interest me,” he remarked. “But, the -fact is, I—er—I’ve bought it.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Already!”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“At nine o’clock, according to agreement. Burthon -sent word he’d come to my hotel instead of -meeting me at his office, as first planned.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh, I see!” cried Orissa, much disappointed. -“He knew I would prevent the crime.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Crime, miss?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Is it not a crime to rob you of two hundred and -fifty thousand dollars?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“It would be, of course. I should dislike to lose -so much money.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You have lost it!” declared the girl. “That -mine has no gold in it at all—except what has been -bought elsewhere and placed in it to deceive a -purchaser.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Cumberford replaced his glasses, adjusting -them carefully upon his nose. Then he stared at -Orissa again.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You’re an honest young woman,” he said -calmly. “I’m much obliged. You interest me. -But—ahem!—Burthon has my money, you see.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Burthon’s expression had changed. He was -<span class='pageno' id='Page_51'>51</span>now regarding his brother-in-law with a curious -and puzzled gaze.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You’re not angry, Cumberford?” he asked.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“No, Burthon.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You’re not even annoyed, I take it?” This -with something of a sneer.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“No, Burthon.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Both Orissa and her employer were amazed. -Looking from one to another, Mr. Cumberford’s -waxen features relaxed into a smile.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’ve placed my Queen of Hearts stock in a -safety deposit vault,” he remarked blandly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I have deposited your money in my bank,” -retorted Mr. Burthon, triumphantly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Excellent!” said the other. “The thing interests -me—indeed it does. You couldn’t purchase -that stock from me at this moment, Burthon, for -twice the sum I paid you.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“No? And why not?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’ll tell you. I had not intended to refer to -the matter just yet, but this young woman’s exposé -of your attempted trickery induces me to explain -matters. You have always taken me for a -fool, Burthon.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’ve tried to place a proper value on your intellect, -Cumberford.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You have little talent in that line, believe me. -Before I came out here I had heard such glowing -<span class='pageno' id='Page_52'>52</span>reports of the Queen of Hearts that I stopped off -in Arizona to see the wonderful mine. The manager -was very polite and showed me about, but -somehow I got a notion that all was not square and -aboveboard. I’ve always been interested in -mines; they fascinate me; and if this mine was as -rich as reported I wanted some of the stock. But -I imagined things looked a little queer, so I sent a -confidential agent—fellow named Brewster, who -has been with me for years—to hire out as a miner -and keep his eyes open. He soon discovered the -truth—that the mine was being ‘salted’ or fed with -outside gold ore in precisely the way this girl has -stated.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He turned to Orissa with a profound bow, then -looked toward Burthon again. “The thing interested -me. I wondered why, and wired my man -to stay on a little longer, till I had time to think -it over. I—er—think very slowly. Very. In a -few days Brewster telegraphed me the startling -intelligence that the mine had actually struck a -new lead, with ore far richer than the first showing, -although that had made the Queen of Hearts -famous. My man had been sent to the telegraph -office with messages from the manager to Mr. -Burthon and the four other stockholders; but poor -Brewster’s memory is bad, and he forgot to send -a telegram to anyone but me. Of course the great -<span class='pageno' id='Page_53'>53</span>strike—er—interested me. I instructed Brewster -over the telegraph wire. At a cost of five thousand -dollars we bribed the manager to keep the -valuable strike secret for ten days. He’s an -honest man, and I shall retain him in the office. -The ten days expire to-night. Meantime, I’ve -purchased the stock.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Burthon sprang to his feet, white with -anger.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You scoundrel!” he shouted.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Don’t get excited, Burthon. This is a mere -business incident, between man and man—and a -girl.” Another bow toward Orissa. “You tried -to rob me, sir, and sneered when you thought you -had succeeded. I haven’t robbed you, for I paid -your price; but I’ve made a very neat investment. -My stock is worth a million at this moment. Interesting, -isn’t it?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Burthon recovered himself with an effort -and sat down again.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Very well,” he said a little thickly. “As you -say, it’s all in the way of business. Good day, -Cumberford.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>The other man arose and faced Orissa, who -stood by wholly bewildered by this unexpected -development.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Thank you again, my child. Your name? -Orissa Kane. I’ll remember it. You tried to do -me a kindness. Interesting—very!”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_54'>54</span>Without another glance at Mr. Burthon he put -on his hat, walked out and closed the door softly -behind him.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa looked up and found the broker’s eyes -regarding her intently.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I—I’m sorry, sir,” she stammered; “but I -had to do it, to satisfy my conscience. I suppose I -am dismissed?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“No, indeed, Miss Kane,” he returned in kindly -tones. “An honest secretary is too rare an acquisition -to be dismissed without just cause. Having -told you what I did, I could expect you to act -in no other way.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“And, after all, sir,” she said, brightening at -the thought, “you did not rob him! Yet you saved -your fortune.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He made a slight grimace, and then laughed -frankly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Had I taken your advice,” he rejoined, “I -should now be worth a million.”</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_55'>55</span> - <h2 id='ch06' class='c003'>CHAPTER VI <br /> <br /><span class='small'>A BUCKING BIPLANE</span></h2> -</div> - -<p class='c007'>Stephen Kane had scarcely slept a wink for -three nights. When Orissa came home Thursday -evening he met her at the car with the news that -his aëroplane was complete.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’ve been adjusting it and testing the working -parts all the afternoon,” he said, his voice -tense with effort to restrain his excitement, “and -I’m ready for the trial whenever you say.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“All right, Steve,” she replied briskly; “it begins -to be daylight at about half past four, this -time of year; shall we make the trial at that hour -to-morrow morning?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I couldn’t wait <em>longer</em> than that,” he admitted, -pressing her arm as they walked along. -“My idea is to take it into old Marston’s -pasture.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Isn’t the bull there?” she inquired.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Not now. Marston has kept the bull shut up -the past few days. And it’s the best place for the -trial, for there’s lots of room.”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_56'>56</span>“Let’s take a look at it, Steve!” she said, -hastening her steps.</p> - -<p class='c008'>In the big, canvas covered shed reposed the -aëroplane, its spreading white sails filling the -place almost to the very edges. It was neither a -monoplane nor a biplane, according to accepted -ideas of such machines, but was what Steve called -“a story-and-a-half flyer.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“That is, I hope it’s a flyer,” he amended, -while Orissa stared with admiring eyes, although -she already knew every stick and stitch by heart.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Of course it’s a flyer!” she exclaimed. “I -wouldn’t be afraid to mount to the moon in that -airship.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“All that witches need is a broomstick,” he -said playfully. “But perhaps you’re not that -sort of a witch, little sister.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“What shall we call it, Steve?” she asked, seriously. -“Of course it’s a biplane, because there -are really two planes, one being above the other; -but it is not in the same class with other biplanes. -We must have a distinctive name for it.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’ve thought of calling it the ‘Kane Aircraft,’” -he answered. “How does that strike -you?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“It has an original sound,” Orissa said. -“Oh, Steve! couldn’t we try it to-night? It’s -moonlight.”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_57'>57</span>He shook his head quickly, smiling at her -enthusiasm.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’m afraid not. You’re tired, and have the -dinner to get and the day’s dishes to wash and -put away. As for me, I’m so dead for sleep I can -hardly keep my eyes open. I must rest, so as to -have a clear head for to-morrow’s flight.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Shall we say anything to mother about it?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Why need we? It would only worry the dear -woman unnecessarily. Whether I succeed or fail -in this trial, it will be time enough to break the -news to her afterward.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa agreed with this. Mrs. Kane knew the -airship was nearing completion but was not especially -interested in the venture. It seemed wonderful -to her that mankind had at last learned how -to fly, and still more wonderful that her own son -was inventing and building an improved appliance -for this purpose; but so many marvelous things -had happened since she became blind that her mind -was to an extent inured to astonishment and she -had learned to accept with calm complacency anything -she could not comprehend.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Brother and sister at last tore themselves away -from the fascinating creation and returned to -the house, where Steve, thoroughly exhausted, fell -asleep in his chair while Orissa was preparing -dinner. He went to bed almost immediately after -<span class='pageno' id='Page_58'>58</span>he had eaten and his sister also retired when her -mother did, which was at an early hour.</p> - -<p class='c008'>But Orissa could not sleep. She lay and -dreamed of the great triumph before them; of the -plaudits of enraptured spectators; of Stephen’s -name on every tongue in the civilized world; and, -not least by any means, of the money that would -come to them. No longer would the Kanes have -to worry over debts and duebills; the good things -of the world would be theirs, all won by her -brother’s cleverness.</p> - -<p class='c008'>If she slept at all before the gray dawn stole -into the sky the girl was not aware of it. By -half past four she had smoking hot coffee ready -for Steve and herself and after hastily drinking -it they rushed to the hangar.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Steve was bright and alert this morning and declared -he had “slept like a log.” He slid the -curtains away from the front of the shed and solemnly -the boy and girl wheeled the big aëroplane -out into the garden. By careful manipulation they -steered it between the trees and away to the fence -of Marston’s pasture, which adjoined their own -premises at the rear. To get it past the fence had -been Steve’s problem, and he had arranged to take -out a section of the fencing big enough to admit his -machine. This was now but a few minutes’ work, -and presently the aëroplane was on the smooth -turf of the pasture.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_59'>59</span>They were all alone. There were no near neighbors, -and it was early for any to be astir.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“One of the most important improvements I -have made is my starting device,” said Steve, as -he began a last careful examination of his aircraft. -“All others have a lot of trouble in getting -started. The Wright people erect a tower and -windlass, and nearly every other machine uses a -track.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I know,” replied Orissa. “I have seen several -men holding the thing back until the motors got -well started and the propellers were whirling at -full speed.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“That always struck me as a crude arrangement,” -observed her brother. “Now, in this machine -I start the motor whirling an eccentric of -the same resisting power as the propeller, yet it -doesn’t affect the stability of the aëroplane. -When I’m ready to start I throw in a clutch that -instantly transfers the power from the eccentric -to the propeller—and away I go like a rocket.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>As he spoke he kissed his sister and climbed -to the seat.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Are you afraid, Steve?” she whispered, her -beautiful face flushed and her eyes bright with -excitement.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Afraid! Of my own machine? Of course -not.”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_60'>60</span>“Don’t go very high, dear.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“We’ll see. I want to give it a thorough test. -All right, Ris; I’m off!”</p> - -<p class='c008'>The motors whirred, steadily accelerating -speed while the aëroplane trembled as if eager to -dart away. Steve threw in the clutch; the machine -leaped forward and ran on its wheels across -the pasture like a deer, but did not rise.</p> - -<p class='c008'>He managed to stop at the opposite fence and -when Orissa came running up, panting, her -brother sat in his place staring stupidly ahead.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“What’s wrong, Steve?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He rubbed his head and woke up.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“The forward elevator, I guess. But I’m sure -I had it adjusted properly.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He got down and examined the rudder, giving -it another upward tilt.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Now I’ll try again,” he said cheerfully.</p> - -<p class='c008'>They turned the aircraft around and he made -another start. This time Orissa was really terrified, -for the thing acted just like a bucking broncho. -It rose to a height of six feet, dove to the -ground, rose again to plunge its nose into the turf -and performed such absurd, unexpected antics -that Steve had to cling on for dear life. When he -finally managed to bring it to a halt the rudder -was smashed and two ribs of the lower plane -splintered.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_61'>61</span>They looked at the invention with dismay, both -silent for a time.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Of course,” said Steve, struggling to restrain -his disappointment, “we couldn’t expect it to be -perfect at the first trial.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“No,” agreed Orissa, faintly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“But it ought to fly, you know.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Being a flying machine, it ought to,” she said. -“Can you mend it, Steve?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“To be sure; but it will take me a little time. -To-morrow morning we will try again.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>With grave faces they wheeled it back into the -garden and the boy replaced the fence. Then -back to the hangar, where Steve put the Kane -Aircraft in its old place and drew the curtains—much -as one does at a funeral.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’m sure to discover what’s wrong,” he told -Orissa, regaining courage as they walked toward -the house. “And, if I’ve made a blunder, this is -the time to rectify it. To-morrow it will be sure -to fly. Have faith in me, Ris.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I have,” she replied simply. “I’ll go in and -get breakfast now.”</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_62'>62</span> - <h2 id='ch07' class='c003'>CHAPTER VII <br /> <br /> <span class='small'>SOMETHING WRONG</span></h2> -</div> - -<p class='c007'>All that day Orissa was in a state of great depression. -Even Mr. Burthon noticed her woebegone -face and inquired if she were ill. The girl -had staked everything on Steve’s success and until -now had not permitted a doubt to creep into -her mind. But the behavior of the aircraft was -certainly not reassuring and for the first time she -faced the problem of what would happen if it -proved a failure. They would be ruined financially; -the place would have to be sold; worst of -all, her brother’s chagrin and disappointment -might destroy his youthful ambition and leave him -a wreck.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Somehow the girl managed to accomplish her -work that day and at evening, weary and despondent, -returned to her home. When she left -the car her step was slow and dragging until -Steve came running to meet her. His face was -beaming as he exclaimed:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’ve found the trouble, Ris! It was all my -stupidity. I put a pin in the front elevator while -<span class='pageno' id='Page_63'>63</span>I was working at it, and forgot to take it out -again. No wonder it wouldn’t rise—it just -couldn’t!”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa felt as if a great weight had been lifted -from her shoulders.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Are you sure it will work now?” she asked -breathlessly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“It’s bound to work. I’ve planned all right; -that I know; and having built the aircraft to do -certain things it can’t fail to do them. Provided,” -he added, more soberly, “I haven’t overlooked -something else.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Are the repairs completed, Steve?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“All is in apple-pie order for to-morrow morning’s -test.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>It was a dreadfully long evening for them both, -but after going to bed Orissa was so tired and relieved -in spirit that she fell into a deep sleep that -lasted until Steve knocked at her door at early -dawn.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Saturday morning,” he remarked, as together -they went out to the hangar. “Do you suppose -yesterday being Friday had anything to do with -our hard luck?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“No; it was only that forgotten pin,” she -declared.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Again they wheeled the aircraft out to Marston’s -pasture, and once more the girl’s heart beat -high with hope and excitement.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_64'>64</span>Steve took a final look at every part, although -he had already inspected his work with great care. -Then he sprang into the seat and said:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“All right, little sister. Wish me luck!”</p> - -<p class='c008'>The motor whirred—faster and faster—the -clutch gripped the propeller, and away darted -the aircraft. It rolled half way across the pasture, -then lifted and began mounting into the air. -Orissa stood with her hands clasped over her -bosom, straining her eyes to watch every detail of -the flight.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Straight away soared the aircraft, swift as a -bird, until it was a mere speck in the gray sky. -The girl could not see the turn, for the circle made -was scarcely noticeable at that distance, but suddenly -she was aware that Steve was returning. -The speck became larger, the sails visible. The -young aviator passed over the pasture at a height -of a hundred feet from the ground, circled over -their own garden and then began to descend. As -he did so the aircraft assumed a rocking motion, -side to side, which increased so dangerously that -Orissa screamed without knowing that she did so.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Down came the aëroplane, reaching the earth -on a side tilt that crushed the light planes into -kindling wood and a mass of crumpled canvas. -Steve rolled out, stretched his length upon the -ground, and lay still.</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> -<div id='il02' class='figcenter id002'> -<img src='images/image065.jpg' alt='Orissa Stood with Hands Clasped.' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p><span class='sc'>Orissa Stood with Hands Clasped.</span></p> -</div> -</div> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_65'>65</span>The sun was just beginning to rise over the -orange grove. The deathly silence that succeeded -the wreck of the aircraft was only broken by the -irregular, spasmodic whirr of the motors, which -were still going. Orissa, white and cold, crept in -among the debris and shut down the engines. -Then, slowly and reluctantly, she approached the -motionless form of her brother.</p> - -<p class='c008'>To be alone at such a time and place was dreadful. -A few steps from Steve she halted; then -turned and fled toward the garden in sudden -panic. Away from the horrid scene her courage -and presence of mind speedily returned. She -caught up a bucket of water that stood in the shed -and lugged it back to the pasture.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Was Steve dead? She leaned over him, dreading -to place her hand upon his heart, gazing piteously -into his set, unresponsive face.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Pat—pat—patter!</p> - -<p class='c008'>A rush across the springing turf.</p> - -<p class='c008'>What was it?</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa straightened up, yelled like an Indian -and made a run for the fence that did full credit -to her athletic training.</p> - -<p class='c008'>For Marston’s big bull was coming—a huge, -tawny creature with a temper that would shame -tobasco. He swerved as if to follow the fleeing -girl, but then the draggled planes of the aircraft -<span class='pageno' id='Page_66'>66</span>defied him and he changed his mind to charge this -new and unknown enemy—perhaps with the same -disposition that Don Quixote attacked the -windmill.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa shrieked again, for the enormous beast -bounded directly over Steve’s prostrate body and -with bowed head and tail straight as a pointer -dog’s rushed at the aëroplane. The sails shivered, -collapsed, rolled in billows like the waves of -the ocean, and amid them the struggling bull went -down, tangled himself in the wires and became a -helpless prisoner.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The girl, who was sobbing hysterically, heard -herself laugh aloud and was inexpressibly -shocked. The bull bellowed with rage but was so -wound around with guy-wires that this was the -extent of his power. Turning her eyes from the -beast to Steve she gave a shout of joy, for her -brother was sitting up and rubbing his leg with -one hand and his head with the other, while he -stared bewildered at the wreck of his aëroplane, -from which the head of the bull protruded.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa ran up, wringing her hands, and asked:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Are you much hurt, dear?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I—I’ve gone crazy!” he answered, despairingly. -“Seems as if the aircraft was transformed -into the mummy of a—a—brute beast! Don’t -laugh, Ris. Wh—what’s wrong with me—with -my eyes? Tell me!”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_67'>67</span>She threw herself down upon the grass and -laughed until she cried, Steve’s reproachful -glances having no particle of effect in restraining -her. When at last she could control herself she -sat up and wiped her eyes, saying:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Forgive me, dear, it’s—it’s so funny! But,” -suddenly grave and anxious, “are you badly hurt? -Is anything—broken?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Nothing but my heart,” he replied dolefully.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh; that!” she said, relieved.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Just look at that mess!” he wailed, pointing -to the aircraft. “What has happened to it?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“The bull,” she answered. “But don’t be discouraged, -dear; the thing flew beautifully.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“The bull?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“No; the aircraft. But as for the bull, I’m -bound to say he did his best. How in the world -shall we get him out of there, Steve?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I—I think I’m dazed, Ris,” he murmured, -feeling his head again. “Can’t you help me to—understand?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>So she told him the whole story, Stephen sighing -and shaking his head as he glared at the bull -and the bull glared at him. Afterward the boy -made an effort to rise, and Orissa leaned down -and assisted him. When he got to his feet she held -him until he grew stronger and could stand alone.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’m so grateful you were not killed,” his sister -<span class='pageno' id='Page_68'>68</span>whispered. “Nothing else matters since you -have so miraculously escaped.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Killed?” said Steve; “why, it was only a -tumble, Ris. But the bull is a more serious complication. -I suppose the aircraft was badly damaged, -from what you say, before the bull got it; -but now it’s a hopeless mess.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh, no,” she returned, encouragingly. “If he -hasn’t smashed the motor we won’t mind the rest -of the damage. Do you think we can untangle -him?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>They approached the animal, who by this time -was fully subdued and whined apologetically to -be released. Steve got his nippers and cut wire -after wire until suddenly the animal staggered to -his feet, gave a terrified bellow and dashed down -the field with a dozen yards of plane cloth wound -around his neck.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Good riddance!” cried Orissa. “I don’t -think he’ll ever bother us again.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Steve was examining the wreck. He tested the -motors and found that neither the fall nor the bull -had damaged them in the least. But there was -breakage enough, aside from this, to make him -groan disconsolately.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“The flight was wonderful,” commented his -sister, watching his face anxiously. “Nothing -could work more perfectly than the Kane Aircraft -<span class='pageno' id='Page_69'>69</span>did until—until—the final descent. What caused -the rocking, Steve?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“A fault of the lateral balance. My automatic -device refused to work, and before I knew it I had -lost control.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>She stood gazing thoughtfully down at the -wreck. Her brother had really invented a flying -machine, of that there was no doubt. She had -seen it fly—seen it soar miles through the air—and -knew that a certain degree of success had been -obtained. There was something wrong, to be sure; -there usually is with new inventions; but wrongs -can be righted.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’ve succeeded in a lot of things,” her brother -was saying, reflectively. “The engines, the propeller -and elevator are all good, and decided improvements -on the old kinds. The starting device -works beautifully and will soon be applied to -every airship made. Only the automatic balance -failed me, and I believe I know how to remedy -that fault.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Do you suppose the machine can be rebuilt?” -she asked.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Assuredly. And the automatic balance perfected. -The trouble is, Orissa, it will take a lot -more money to do it, and we’ve already spent the -last cent we could raise. It’s hard luck. Here -is a certain fortune within our grasp, if we could -<span class='pageno' id='Page_70'>70</span>perfect the thing, and our only stumbling block is -the lack of a few dollars.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Having reviewed in her mind all the circumstances -of Steve’s successful flight the girl knew -that he spoke truly. Comparing the aircraft with -other machines she had seen and studied at the -aviation meet she believed her brother’s invention -was many strides in advance of them all.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“The question of securing the money is something -we must seriously consider,” she said. “In -some way it will be raised, of course. But just -now our chief problem is how to get this ruin back -to the hangar.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“That will be my job,” declared Steve, his courage -returning. “There are few very big pieces -left to remove, and by taking things apart I shall -be able to get it all into the shed. The day’s doings -are over, Ris. Get breakfast and then go to -your work. After I’ve stored this rubbish I’ll -take a run into town myself, and look for a job. -The aviation jig is up—for the present, at least.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Don’t do anything hurriedly, Steve,” protested -the girl. “Work on the aircraft for a day -or two, just as if we had money to go ahead with. -That will give me time to think. To-night, when -I come home, we will talk of this again.”</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_71'>71</span> - <h2 id='ch08' class='c003'>CHAPTER VIII <br /> <br /><span class='small'>MR. BURTHON’S PROPOSITION</span></h2> -</div> - -<p class='c007'>Saturday was a busy day at the office. They did -not close early, but rather later than on other -days, and Orissa found plenty of work to occupy -her. But always there remained in her thoughts -the problem of how to obtain money for Steve, -and she racked her brain to find some practical -solution.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Burthon was in a mellow mood to-day. -Since the sale of his mining stock he had been less -abstracted and moody than before, and during the -afternoon, having just handed Orissa several -deeds of land to copy, he noticed her pale, drawn -face and said:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You look tired, Miss Kane.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>She gave him one of her sweet, bright smiles in -payment for the kindly tone.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I <em>am</em> tired,” she returned. “For two mornings -I have been up at four o’clock.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Anyone ill at home?” he asked quickly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“No, sir.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Suddenly it occurred to her that he might assist -<span class='pageno' id='Page_72'>72</span>in unraveling the problem. She turned to him -and said:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Can you spare me a few minutes, Mr. Burthon? -I—I want to ask your advice.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He glanced at her curiously and sat down in a -chair facing her.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Tell me all about it,” he said encouragingly. -“Not long ago it was I asking for advice, and you -were good enough to favor me. Now it is logically -your turn.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“My brother,” said she, “has invented an -airship.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He gave a little start of surprise and an eager -look spread over his face. Then he smiled at her -tolerantly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“All the world has gone crazy over aviation,” -he remarked. “I, myself, witnessed the flights at -Dominguez Field and became strongly impressed -with the desire to fly. I suppose your brother -contracted the fever, too, and has made a model -he thinks will float in the air.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh, it is not a model,” she gravely replied. -“Stephen is an expert mechanic and has worked -on many of the most famous aëroplanes in the -country. He has recently built a complete airship -of his own, and this morning I watched him make -a very successful flight in it.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Indeed?” he exclaimed, the eager look returning. -<span class='pageno' id='Page_73'>73</span>“There is money in a good airship, Miss -Kane. This is the psychological moment to forge -ahead in aviation, which will soon become the -world’s popular mode of transit. It is easy to -build an airship; yes. Perhaps I could build one -myself. But where many will try, many will fail.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“And some will succeed,” she added, smiling.</p> - -<p class='c008'>He examined her expressive face with interest.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Please tell me all about it,” said he.</p> - -<p class='c008'>So Orissa gave him the history of the aircraft, -from its conception to the final triumph and -wreckage and its conquest by the bull. Incidentally -she told how they had mortgaged their home -and the orange crop to get the needed money, and -finally explained the condition they were now in—success -within their grasp, but no means of -taking advantage of it.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Burthon was very attentive throughout, -his eyes fixed upon Orissa’s lovely face and watching -its shades of anxiety and exaltation as the -story progressed. While she enthusiastically described -Steve’s aircraft, her eyes sparkling and a -soft flush mantling her cheeks, the man scarcely -heard what she said, so intent was he in admiring -her. He did not permit his fair secretary to notice -his mood, however, and the girl was too earnestly -engaged to heed her employer’s intent gaze. At -the conclusion of her story she asked:</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_74'>74</span>“Tell me, sir, is there any way in which we can -raise the money required?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Burthon roused himself and the hard business -expression settled upon his features again.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I think so,” he returned, slowly. “What your -brother needs is a backer—what is called an -‘angel,’ you know—who will furnish the necessary -funds for the perfection of the invention and to -place it upon the market and properly exhibit it.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Would anyone do that?” she inquired.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“For a consideration, yes. Such a party would -demand an interest in the invention, and a share -of the profits.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“How much, sir?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Perhaps a half interest.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>She considered this statement.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“That is too much to give away, Mr. Burthon. -The aircraft is already built and tested. It is a -proved success, and the best aëroplane in all the -world. Why should we give a half interest in return -for a little money?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He hesitated; then replied coldly:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Because the invention is useless without the -means to publicly demonstrate it, and establish -it on a paying basis. At present your airship is -without the slightest commercial value. Once exploited, -the half interest you retain would make -your fortune.”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_75'>75</span>Her brow wrinkled with a puzzled look.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’ll talk to Steve about it,” she said. “But, if -he consents, where could I find such an—an -‘angel’?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“In me,” he answered coolly. “If, on investigation, -I find your brother’s airship to be one half -as practical as you represent it, and doubtless believe -it to be, I will deposit ten thousand dollars in -the bank to exploit it—in return for a half interest—and -agree to furnish more money whenever it -is required.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Thank you, sir,” said Orissa, doubtfully. “I—I’ll -talk with my brother.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Very well,” he replied. “But beware of confiding -in strangers. I am your friend, and will -guard your interests faithfully. Talk with your -brother, but with no one else.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa did talk with Steve, that very evening, -and the boy frowned at the suggestion just as his -sister had done.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I know that is the way business men do -things,” he said, “and it’s a good deal like robbery. -Burthon sees that we must have money, -and he’s driving a shrewd bargain. Besides that, -I’m not sure he’s honest.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I don’t see how he could defraud us, though,” -mused Orissa. “There are two things for us to -consider. One is, whether we can raise the money -<span class='pageno' id='Page_76'>76</span>in any other way; and then, whether a half interest -in a business with plenty of money behind it -would not pay better than the whole thing, with a -constant struggle to make both ends meet.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Perhaps it might,” he replied, hesitatingly. -“But I’ve done all this alone, so far, and I hate -to let anyone else reap the benefit of my ideas. I -suppose if I had not proved the thing, but merely -begun work on it, Burthon wouldn’t have invested -a dollar in it.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I suppose not,” she agreed. “But think it -over, dear. We have all day to-morrow to talk of -it and consider what is best to be done. Then, -when I go to the office Monday morning, I can tell -Mr. Burthon our decision.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>They talked considerably more on this subject -after dinner, and worried over it during a sleepless -night. After breakfast on Sunday morning -they went quietly to church, Mrs. Kane accompanying -them, as was her custom. But Orissa -had hard work to keep her mind on the service and -Steve found the attempt impossible. The return -home, including a long car ride, was passed in -silence, and then Orissa had to busy herself over -the dinner.</p> - -<p class='c008'>It was the middle of the afternoon before -brother and sister found time to meet in the hangar, -which was now strewn with parts of the aircraft. -<span class='pageno' id='Page_77'>77</span>Steve looked around him gloomily and then -seated himself beside Orissa upon a bench.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I suppose we must settle this thing,” he said; -“and there’s no doubt we must have money, or we -shall face ruin. The thing has cost too much for -us to withdraw from it without a heavy loss that -would mean privation and suffering for you and -mother. If we go to anyone but Burthon we may -not get as good an offer as he makes, for men with -money are eager to take advantage of a poor fellow -in need. I can’t blame Burthon much. I -don’t suppose there’s a rich man living who -wouldn’t hold us up in the same selfish way. And -so—”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He paused, shrugging his shoulders.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“So you think we’d better accept Mr. Burthon’s -proposition and give him a half interest?” -she asked.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Beg pardon,” said a cold voice; “am I -intruding?”</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_78'>78</span> - <h2 id='ch09' class='c003'>CHAPTER IX <br /> <br /><span class='small'>THE OTHER FELLOW</span></h2> -</div> - -<p class='c007'>Stephen and Orissa both sprang to their feet, -startled by the interruption. A tall man, having -a stoop to his shoulders, had parted the entrance -curtains and stood looking at them. He wore blue -goggles, an automobile cap and duster, and heavy -shoes; but Orissa recognized him at once.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Mr. Cumberford!” she exclaimed.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Dear me!” said the man; “it’s the young lady -from Burthon’s office—and my friend.” He -laughed, lightly, as if amused by the recollection; -then added: “I’ve run out of gasoline and my car -is stranded a quarter of a mile off. Think you -could furnish me enough of the elusive fluid to run -me into town?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Steve walked silently to his gasoline tank. He -was excessively annoyed to have a stranger spy -upon his workshop and resolved to get rid of the -man in short order. Orissa also was silent, fearing -Mr. Cumberford might linger if she entered -into conversation with him. The spot was so retired -that until now no one but themselves had -<span class='pageno' id='Page_79'>79</span>ever entered the hangar, and the secret had been -well kept.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Here’s a two-gallon can,” said Stephen, surlily. -“Will that do you?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Cumberford nodded, set the can upon the -ground and walked over to the bench, where he -calmly seated himself beside the girl.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“What are you up to, here?” he asked.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Our own especial business,” retorted Steve. -“You will pardon me, sir, if I ask you to take your -gasoline and go. This is private property.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I see,” said Cumberford. “I’m intruding. -Never mind that. Let’s talk a bit; I’m in no -hurry.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“We are very much occupied, sir,” urged -Orissa, earnestly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“No doubt,” said the man. “I overheard a remark -as I entered. You were wondering whether -to accept Burthon’s offer and give him a half interest. -Eh? That interests me; I’m Burthon’s -brother-in-law.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He glanced around him, then calmly took a cigarette -from his pocket and offered one to Steve.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I can’t allow smoking here, sir; there’s too -much gasoline about,” said the boy, almost rudely.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“True. I forgot.” He put the case in his -pocket. “You’re building some sort of a—er—er—flying -machine, I see. That interests me. I’m -<span class='pageno' id='Page_80'>80</span>a crank on aviation. Is this the thing Burthon -wants a half interest in?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Steve scowled. When Cumberford turned to -Orissa she slightly nodded, embarrassed how to -escape this impertinent questioning.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I thought so. Then you’ve really got -something?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Steve laughed. His annoyance was passing. -The man had already seen whatever there was to -see, for his eyes had been busy from the moment -he entered. And Steve remembered that this was -the person who had outwitted Mr. Burthon in the -mine deal.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I have something that will fly, if that is what -you mean,” he replied.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Yes; that is what I mean. Tried the thing -yet?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh, yes,” said Orissa eagerly. “It flew -splendidly yesterday morning, but—but Steve had -an accident with his aëroplane, and a bull demolished -what was left of it.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Ah; that interests me; it really does,” said -Cumberford. He looked at Stephen more attentively. -“Your brother, Miss Kane?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Yes, sir.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“And you need money?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“To rebuild the machine, and perfect it; yes, -sir.”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_81'>81</span>“And Burthon will furnish the money, for a half -interest?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Yes, sir,” repeated the girl, uneasy at his tone.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Too much,” asserted Mr. Cumberford, positively. -“Burthon’s a rascal, too. You know -that, Miss Kane. Tried to rob me; and you tried -to prevent him. I haven’t forgotten that; it was -a kindness. I’ve had to fight a cold, hard, selfish -world, and fight it alone. I’ve won; but it has -made me as cold, as hard and selfish as the others. -You’re different, Miss Kane; the world hasn’t -spoiled you yet. I can’t recollect when anyone -ever took the trouble to do me a kindness before. -So I, your direct opposite, admire you for your -originality. I’m a scoundrel and you’re a—an -honest girl.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>There wasn’t a particle of emotion in his voice, -but somehow both Orissa and Stephen knew he -was in earnest. It was difficult to say anything -fitting in reply, and after a brief pause the man -continued:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I can see that your airship is at present something -of a wreck. How much money do you -need?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I ought to have at least a thousand dollars,” -answered Steve, reflectively glancing around the -shop. Cumberford’s eyes followed his.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Will two thousand do it?”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_82'>82</span>“Of course, sir.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’ll lend you three,” said the man. “I don’t -want a half interest. I won’t rob you.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Both boy and girl stared at him in amazement.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“What security do you require?” asked -Stephen, suspiciously.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Eh? None at all. The thing interests me. -If you make a lot of money, I’ll let you pay me -back some day. That’s fair. If you fail, you’ll -have worries enough without having to repay me. -But I attach two conditions to my offer. One -is that you have nothing to do with Burthon. The -other is that I have permission to come here and -watch your work; to advise with you at times; to -help you map out your future career and to attend -all the flying exhibitions in which you take part. -Agree to that, and I’ll back you through thick -and thin, because I’m interested in aviation and—because -your sister was good to me.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’ll do it, sir!” cried Steve, excitedly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh, thank you! Thank you, Mr. Cumberford,” -added Orissa, in joyful tones.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“It’s a bargain,” said Cumberford, smiling at -them both. He took out a fountain pen and wrote -a check on a Los Angeles bank for three thousand -dollars in favor of Stephen Kane. But he handed -it to Orissa.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Now then,” said he, “tell me something about -it.”</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_83'>83</span> - <h2 id='ch10' class='c003'>CHAPTER X <br /> <br /> <span class='small'>A FRESH START</span></h2> -</div> - -<p class='c007'>When Orissa appeared at the office Monday -morning she went quietly about her work, feeling -very happy indeed. The astonishing generosity -of Mr. Cumberford had relieved all her worries -and brought sunshine into her heart.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Burthon came at his usual time and on taking -his place at the desk looked inquiringly at -Orissa, but said nothing. Neither did she mention -the subject of the aircraft. Her employer, -watching her stealthily from behind his desk, could -not fail to note the joy in her face and was undoubtedly -puzzled to account for it—unless, indeed, -she and her brother had decided to accept his -proposition. He had an idea that they would accept; -that they must accept; it was the only way -they could carry on their experiment. But he -waited for her to refer to the subject.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa managed to escape that night while a -customer was engaging Mr. Burthon’s attention. -She disliked, for some unexplained reason, to tell -him they had decided not to take him for a partner. -<span class='pageno' id='Page_84'>84</span>Arriving home she found Steve busily at -work rebuilding his airship, and it pleased her to -hear his cheery whistle as she approached the hangar. -The young fellow was in capital spirits.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You see, Ris,” said he, “with all this money to -use I shall be able to make an entirely new automatic -balance. I’ve come to the conclusion the -first one doesn’t work smoothly enough to be entirely -satisfactory. I shall also provide a store -of extra ribs and such parts as are liable to get -damaged, so that the repair work will be a matter -of hours instead of days. How lucky it was Mr. -Cumberford ran out of gasoline yesterday.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“He’s a queer man,” replied Orissa, thoughtfully. -“I can’t make up my mind yet whether I -like him or not.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I like his money, anyhow,” laughed Steve; -“and we didn’t have to give him a half interest -to get it, either. I imagine the man was really -touched by your endeavor to save him from what -you thought was a bad bargain, and certainly his -magnanimous act could have been prompted by -nothing but kindness.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“It saved our half interest, at least,” she said, -evasively. “Has he been here to-day, Steve?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Haven’t seen even his shadow,” was the reply. -“I don’t imagine he’ll bother us much, although -he has reserved the right to look around -<span class='pageno' id='Page_85'>85</span>all he wants to. He must be a busy man, with all -his wealth.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>The next morning, however, after Orissa had -gone to her work, Mr. Cumberford’s car spun up -the lane and he came into the hangar, nodded to -Steve and sat down quietly on the bench.</p> - -<p class='c008'>For a time he silently watched the young man -shave a Cyprus rib into shape; then got up and -carefully examined the motor, which was in good -order. Steve knew, when first Mr. Cumberford -began asking questions, that he understood machinery, -and the man was quick to perceive the -value of young Kane’s improvements.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“It interests me,” he drawled, after starting -the engines and watching them work. “As a boy -I longed to be a mechanic. Got sidetracked, -though, and became a speculator. Needs almost -as much ingenuity to succeed in that as in mechanics. -Pays better, but ruins one’s self-respect. -Stick to mechanics, Kane.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I will,” promised Steve, laughing.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“This new profession,” continued Cumberford, -“will throw you in with a lot of ‘queer’ people—same -sort that used to follow the races and now -bet on automobile contests. Keep your sister -away from them.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’ll try to,” returned Steve, more soberly. -“But Orissa is crazy over aviation, and she’ll -have to go everywhere that I do.”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_86'>86</span>“That’s all right; I like the idea. But don’t -introduce her to every fellow you are forced to -associate with. Girls are queer, and your sister -is—beautiful. I’ve a daughter myself.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh!” exclaimed Steve, not knowing just how -to take this remark.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“My daughter is not—beautiful. No. And -she’s a demon. I’ll bring her here to see you -and your sister, some day.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Thank you,” said Steve, turning red. Certainly -this new acquaintance was odd and unaccountable -in some ways. Steve wondered why he -should bring a “demon” to the hangar, and why -he described his own daughter in such uncomplimentary -language.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Cumberford smoked a cigarette -thoughtfully.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Your sister,” he said, “interests me. She’s -a good girl. Must have a good mother.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“The best in the world,” asserted Steve, -proudly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“My daughter,” resumed Cumberford, “takes -after her mother. Girls usually do. Her mother -was—well, she was Burthon’s sister. Catch the -idea? It was all my fault, and Sybil—that’s my -daughter—blames me for her parentage. With -apparent justice. Not a joke, Kane. Don’t -laugh.”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_87'>87</span>“I’m not laughing, sir.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Speaking of Burthon reminds me of something. -I don’t like the idea of your sister working -there—in his office.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“He has always treated her very nicely, I believe,” -said Steve, “and Orissa feels she must -earn some money.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Not necessary. You’ve a fortune in your airship. -Take the girl away from Burthon. Keep -her at home.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Steve did not reply to this, but he decided it was -not a bad suggestion.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“How old is she?” inquired Cumberford, -presently.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Just seventeen.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Too young to work in an office. Finished her -education?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“All we are able to give her, sir.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“H-m-m. Take my advice. Burthon’s unreliable. -I know him. Gorilla inside, man outside. -I—I married a Burthon.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>These brief sentences were spoken between puffs -of his cigarette. Sometimes there would be a -very definite pause between them, while the man -smoked and reflected upon his subject. Steve -continued his work and answered when required -to do so.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Cumberford stayed at the hangar until nearly -<span class='pageno' id='Page_88'>88</span>noon, watching the boy work, bearing a hand now -and then when a plane rib was awkward to handle -alone, always interested in everything pertaining -to the aëroplane. He made Steve explain the -changes he proposed to apply to the lateral balance -and offered one or two rather clever suggestions, -showing his grasp of the subject. But he -did not refer to Orissa again and finally slipped -away without saying good-bye.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Steve thought him queerer than during their -first interview, but liked him better.</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_89'>89</span> - <h2 id='ch11' class='c003'>CHAPTER XI <br /> <br /><span class='small'>ORISSA RESIGNS</span></h2> -</div> - -<p class='c007'>Meantime Orissa was having a hard time at the -office endeavoring to avoid a personal conversation -with Mr. Burthon. When he came in at nine -o’clock he smiled upon her and asked:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Anything to tell me, Miss Kane?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>She shook her head, flushing a little, and he went -to his desk without another word. He seemed abstracted -and moody during the forenoon—a return -of his old puzzling manner—and Orissa regretted -she had not been brave enough to tell him -of their decision to reject his offer when he gave -her the opportunity.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Nothing more passed between them until after -luncheon, but when she reëntered the office Mr. -Burthon, who had not gone out, suddenly roused -himself and said:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Come here, please, Miss Kane.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>She obeyed, meekly seating herself in the chair -beside his desk.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The man looked at her a long time; not impudently, -with direct gaze, but rather speculatively -<span class='pageno' id='Page_90'>90</span>and with an expression that seemed to penetrate -far beyond her and to consider many things beside -her fair face. Finally he asked:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“What conclusion have you reached in regard -to your financial matters, of which we spoke -Saturday?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’ve talked with my brother, sir, and he dislikes -to give up a half interest in his invention.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Did you tell him I would furnish all the money -that might be required?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Yes, sir.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“And he refused?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“This aëroplane is very dear to my brother, Mr. -Burthon. He cannot bear to transfer a part ownership -to another, who would have the right to -dictate its future.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Pshaw!” exclaimed the broker, impatiently; -“the boy’s a fool. There’s scarcely an inventor -in the world who hasn’t had to sacrifice an interest -in his creation in order to raise money.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Stephen won’t do it,” declared Orissa, positively, -for she resented the speech.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Burthon fell silent, drumming on the desk -with his fingers, as he always did when in deep -thought. Orissa started to rise, thinking the interview -closed.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Wait a moment, please,” he said. “How old -are you, Miss Kane?—your name is Orissa, isn’t -it?”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_91'>91</span>“Yes, sir. I am seventeen.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“So young! Why, you ought to be in school, -instead of at work.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>She made no reply. He watched her awhile, as -she sat before him with bent head, and then continued, -in the kindly tone he so often used when -addressing her:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Miss Kane—Orissa—I will give your brother -all the money he needs, and he may retain the entire -interest in his airship. The payment may -come from you alone.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>She started and became alert at once, raising -her head to look at him inquiringly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“In other words,” he added, “I’m not especially -interested in your brother or his invention; -but I am greatly interested in you.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Mr. Burthon, I—”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Listen to me, Orissa, and let me explain. I’m -a lonely man, for I have never married—or cared -to. You are the only member of the fair sex -who has ever attracted me except my sister, whom -I regarded with warm affection. When she married -that scoundrel Cumberford we became separated -forever, and in a few years she died. Since -then I have thought of nothing but business. I -am now thirty-eight years of age, and in my prime. -I have amassed a fortune—something more than a -quarter of a million, as you know—and have no -<span class='pageno' id='Page_92'>92</span>one to leave it to when I pass away. I should like -to leave it to you, Orissa.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“To me, sir!” she exclaimed, amazed.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Yes. Your presence here in the office has -transformed the place from a barren den to a -cozy, homelike apartment. I like to see your sweet -face near me, gravely bending over your work. -Your personality has charmed me; your lack of -affectation, your sincerity and honesty, have won -my admiration. I cannot say to you, as a younger -man would, that I love you, for I will not take an -unfair advantage of one who is as yet a child. But -you will become a woman soon, and I want to make -you a splendid woman—and a happy one. This -is my proposition: place yourself in my hands unreservedly, -and let me direct your future. I will -send you to a famous finishing school in the East -and supply you with a liberal allowance. In two -years you will return to me, old enough to become -my wife.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh, Mr. Burthon!”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Meantime I’ll finance your brother’s airship -proposition until it either fails or finally succeeds.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa was greatly distressed. She felt at the -moment like giving way to a flood of tears, for -she realized that this absurd, astonishing proposal -would deprive her of her position. He saw her -<span class='pageno' id='Page_93'>93</span>agitation and felt intuitively she would not consider -his offer. So he said, with grim insistence:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You may answer me with one word, my child; -yes or no.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh, Mr. Burthon, it is impossible! I have a -home, a mother and brother, and—I—I could not -think of such a thing.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Not to save those relatives from disaster—from -misery—from ruin, perhaps?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>The implied threat hardened her heart, which -had begun to pity the man.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Not even to save them from death!” she replied -firmly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Am I so distasteful to you, then? Is my money -of so little account?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>With cold dignity Orissa rose from her chair. -He saw the look on her face and became a little -alarmed.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Please forget all I have said,” he added, -hastily. “I—I am not myself to-day. You may -get the mail ready, Miss Kane, and I will sign the -letters before I go.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>She went to the wardrobe and took down her -things. He sat silently watching her as she put -them on, a slight frown upon his face. The girl -hesitated a moment, then walked straight to his -desk and said:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Of course I cannot stay here a moment after -<span class='pageno' id='Page_94'>94</span>what you have said. But I think you—you meant -to be good to me—in your way. Good-bye, Mr. -Burthon.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Good-bye, Miss Kane.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>His voice was cold and hard. She did not look -at him again, but walked out of the office and -quietly left the building, so she did not see that the -frown had deepened to a scowl, nor hear him -mutter:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Both lost—the girl and the aëroplane! But -I’ll have them yet, for the Kanes are too simple -to oppose me successfully.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>At three o’clock Orissa surprised Steve by coming -into the hangar in her working dress.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Why, what’s the matter, Ris?” he demanded.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’ve left Mr. Burthon,” she said quietly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“What’s up?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa thought it unwise to tell her brother all -that had transpired.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“He was angry because we refused to give him a -half interest in the aircraft,” she explained. “So -I simply quit and came home.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Steve sat down and stared at her a moment. -He had been thinking of Mr. Cumberford’s warning -ever since that strange individual had gone -away, and Orissa’s “resignation” afforded him -distinct relief.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’m glad of it, Ris,” he said, earnestly. -<span class='pageno' id='Page_95'>95</span>“There’s no necessity for you to work now, for -we have plenty of money to see us through. -Besides, I need you here to assist me.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Really, Steve?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“It’s a fact. I don’t like to employ outside assistance -at this stage of the game; it might be -fatal. But you are nearly as well posted on aëroplanes -as I am, Orissa, and you’re clever enough -to be of real help to me. I don’t need brute -strength, you know.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Why, I’m terribly strong!” she said with a -gay laugh, baring her round arm and bending her -elbow to show how the muscle bunched up. “I can -lift as much as you can, Steve, if it is necessary.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“It won’t be necessary,” replied her brother, -delighted to find how easily she adopted his suggestion. -“Just grab the end of that bow and -hold it steady while I shave a point to it. That’s -it. Don’t you see how awkward it is for me to -handle these things alone?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>She nodded.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You’re right, Steve. I’ll stay at home and -help you finish the aircraft,” said she.</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_96'>96</span> - <h2 id='ch12' class='c003'>CHAPTER XII <br /> <br /> <span class='small'>THE SPYING OF TOT TYLER</span></h2> -</div> - -<p class='c007'>Mr. Burthon was like many other men accustomed -to modern business methods: he believed -there was always an indirect way to accomplish -whatever he desired. Also, like many others who -have little or no use for such a contrivance, he -owned a motor car. His chauffeur was a little, -wizen featured man named Totham Tyler, familiarly -called “Tot” by his chums, a chauffeur who -knew automobiles backward and forward and -might have progressed beyond his present station -had he not been recognized as so “tricky” that no -one had any confidence in him.</p> - -<p class='c008'>About two weeks after Orissa had left the office -Mr. Burthon said to his man one morning:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Tyler, would you like to do a little detective -work?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Anything to oblige, sir,” answered Totham, -pricking up his ears.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Have you ever met a fellow around town -named Kane?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Steve Kane, sir? Oh, yes. He used to be -<span class='pageno' id='Page_97'>97</span>foreman of Cunningham’s repair shop. Quit -there some time ago, I believe. Clever fellow, sir, -this Kane.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Yes; he has invented a new sort of aëroplane.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Tyler whistled, reflectively. All motor car people -have a penchant for flying. As Mr. Cumberford -would have said: it “interests them.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Kane is keeping the matter a secret,” continued -Mr. Burthon, “and I’m curious to know -what he’s up to. Find out, Tyler, and let me -know.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Very good, sir. Where is he working?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“At home. He lives out Beverly way. Take -a Beverly car and get off at Sandringham avenue. -Walk north up the lane to the first bungalow.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Ever been there, sir?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“No; but Kane’s sister has described the place -to me. When you get there, try to hire out as an -assistant, but in any case keep your eyes open and -observe everything in sight. I’ll pay you extra -for this work, according to the value of the information -you obtain.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I understand, sir,” answered Tyler, wrinkling -his leathery face into a shrewd smile; “I know how -to work a game of that sort, believe me.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>In pursuance of this mission the little chauffeur -came to the Kane residence that very afternoon. -As he approached the bungalow he heard the -<span class='pageno' id='Page_98'>98</span>sound of pounding upon metal coming from the -canvas covered hangar; otherwise the country lay -peacefully sunning itself. An automobile stood in -the lane. On the front porch a woman sat knitting, -but raised her head at the sound of footsteps. -Tyler touched his cap, but there was no -response. Looking at her closely he saw the -woman was blind, so he passed her stealthily and -tiptoed up the narrow path toward the hangar. -The top canvas had been drawn back on wires to -admit the air, but the entrance was closed by curtains. -Tyler listened to the hammering a moment, -and summoning his native audacity to his aid -boldly parted the curtains and entered.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Hello, Kane!” he called; then paused and took -in the scene before him at a glance.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Stephen was at the bench pounding into shape -an aluminum propeller-blade; a tall man with a -drooping mustache stood near, watching him. A -young girl was busily sewing strips of canvas. -On its rack lay a huge flying machine—its planes -spread, the motors in place, the running gear complete—seemingly -almost ready for action.</p> - -<p class='c008'>But Tyler was not the only one with eyes. -Kane paused with uplifted hammer and regarded -the intruder with a frown of annoyance; Orissa -stared in startled surprise; the tall man’s spectacles -glittered maliciously.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_99'>99</span>“Burthon’s chauffeur!” he muttered; “I remember -him.” Swiftly his long arm shot out, -seized Tyler’s shoulder and whirled him around. -The square toe of a heavy shoe caught the little -man unprepared and sent him flying through the -entrance, where he sprawled full length upon the -ground.</p> - -<p class='c008'>In an instant he was up, snarling with rage. -The curtains were closed and before them stood -his assailant calmly lighting a cigarette.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Mr. Cumberford, sir,” gasped Tyler, “you -shall smart for this! It’s actionable, sir. It’s—it’s—assault -’n’ battery; that’s what it is!”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Want any more?” asked the man coolly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Not to-day, thank you. This’ll cost you -plenty.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Then go back to Burthon and tell him we know -his game. You’re trespassing, sir. I could -wring your neck—perhaps I will—and the law -would uphold me. If you want to escape alive, -make tracks.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Totham Tyler took the hint. He walked away -with as much dignity as he could muster, considering -his anatomy had so recently been jarred; but -he did not take the car home. Oh, no. There -was much more to discover inside that hangar. -He would wait until night, and then take his time -to explore the place fully.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_100'>100</span>With this end in view the chauffeur secreted -himself in the outskirts of the orange grove, creeping -underneath a tree with thick branches that -nearly touched the ground. He could pick ripe -fruit from where he lay, and was well content -to rest himself until night came.</p> - -<p class='c008'>An hour later Mr. Cumberford whirled by in his -motor car, headed for the city. Tyler shook his -fist at his enemy and swore effectively to relieve -his feelings. Then he sank into a doze.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The approaching chug of an engine aroused him. -He found it was nearly dark, so he must have -slept for some hours. Here was Cumberford, -back with his car and speeding up the lane so -swiftly that Tot could only see a cage-like affair -occupying the rear section of the automobile.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The chauffeur wondered what this could be, puzzling -his brain for a solution of the problem. Even -while considering the matter Cumberford passed -him again, smoking his eternal cigarette and running -the car more deliberately, now, toward the -city.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“All right,” mumbled the chauffeur; “he’s out -of the way for the night, anyhow. But he left -the cage somewhere. What the blazes could he -have had in it?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He ate a few more oranges for his supper, -smoked his pipe, snoozed again and awoke to find -it was nearly midnight.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_101'>101</span>“Good!” said he; “now’s my time. I don’t -mind a bit of a wait if I get the goods in the end; -and here’s where I get ’em. It takes a pretty -good man to outwit Tot Tyler. They’ll agree to -that, by’m’by.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He crept down the lane and kept on the south -side of the hedge until he came opposite the hangar, -thus avoiding the house and grounds. The -canvas top of the shed showed white in the moonlight, -not twenty feet from where he stood, and the -chauffeur was pressing aside the thick hedge to -find an opening when a deep bay, followed by a -growl, smote his ears. He paused, his head thrust -half through the foliage, his blood chilled with terror -as there bounded from the hangar a huge -bloodhound, its eyes glaring red in the dim light, -its teeth bared menacingly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Tot thought he was “done for,” as he afterward -told Mr. Burthon, when with a jerk the -great beast stopped—a yard from the hedge—and -the clank of a chain showed it could come no -farther.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Tyler caught his breath, broke from the hedge -and sprinted down the lane at his best gait, followed -by a succession of angry bays from the -hound.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Confound Cumberford!” he muttered. “The -brute was in that cage, and he went to town to get -<span class='pageno' id='Page_102'>102</span>it, so’s to keep me out of the hangar. That’s -two I owe this guy, an’ I’ll get even with him in -time, sure’s fate.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>There was no car at this hour, so the discomfited -chauffeur had to trudge seven miles to the city, -where he arrived at early dawn.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The man was not in an amiable frame of mind -when he brought Mr. Burthon’s automobile to the -club, where his master lived, at nine o’clock. As -he drove the broker to the office he related his -news.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Cumberford!” cried Mr. Burthon. “Are you -sure it was Cumberford?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Yes, sir; I remember him well. Took him to -your office and the bank, you know, the time you -had some deal with him; and he tried to tell me -how to run the car. Me! I spotted him right -away for a fresh guy from the East, an’ now he’s -kicked me out of Kane’s hangar an’ set a dog on -me. Oh, yes; I know Cumberford.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“So do I,” said Burthon, grimly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Tyler caught the tone.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’ll do him yet, sir. Leave it to me. I -couldn’t get much of a pointer on Kane’s aëroplane; -hadn’t time, you know; but it looked like -a rosebud an’ I guess he’s got something good. -I’m going to find out. I’ll take out a dose for the -dog that’ll put him to sleep in a wink, and then -I’ll go all over the thing careful.”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_103'>103</span>“Never mind the airship,” said Mr. Burthon. -“I’ve found out what I wanted to know.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“What! you have, sir?” exclaimed the chauffeur, -amazed.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Yes,” was the quiet reply. “That is, if -you’re positive the man at the Kanes was -Cumberford.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Sure? Why, I’d stake my life on it, sir.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Then I’ll follow the clue in my own way,” said -Mr. Burthon, alighting from the car.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The discovery made by Tyler necessitated a -change in the proposed campaign. The broker -entered his office, sat down at his desk and fell into -one of his fits of deep abstraction. The new “secretary,” -noting this, chewed her gum reflectively -a moment and then began to read a novel, keeping -the volume concealed behind her desk.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“If Cumberford was in the hangar,” Mr. Burthon -mused, “he has undertaken to back Kane’s -aëroplane, and I’m too late to get hold of the machine -in the way I planned. I suppose the fool -offered better terms than I did, to blind those simple -children, and so the Kanes turned me down. -Never mind. Cumberford has beaten me on two -deals, but the third trick shall be mine. I must -get hold of the designs of Kane’s aëroplane in -some way; perhaps I may find them at the patent -office. Then I’ll regulate things so the boy’s invention -<span class='pageno' id='Page_104'>104</span>will prove a failure. The result ought -to satisfy me: it would cause Cumberford serious -loss, ruin young Kane, and—bring Orissa to me -for assistance. But Tyler can’t manage the job; -I must have a man more clever than he is, and -direct the intrigue in person.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>The secretary read and chewed most of the day. -When she quit “work” at five o’clock, Mr. Burthon -was still thinking.</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_105'>105</span> - <h2 id='ch13' class='c003'>CHAPTER XIII <br /> <br /> <span class='small'>SYBIL IS CRITICAL</span></h2> -</div> - -<p class='c007'>Steve was now progressing finely with the work -on the Kane Aircraft and believed he would be -able to overcome all the imperfections that had -disclosed themselves during the first trial. Mr. -Cumberford came to the hangar nearly every day, -now, and Steve and Orissa began to wonder how -he found time to attend to other business—provided -he had any. On the day of Tyler’s visit he -had announced it was his last trip to see the -Kanes, as he had been summoned to Chicago to -attend a directors’ meeting and from there would -go on to New York. But having discovered that -Burthon was intent upon some secret intrigue, -which could bode no good to his protégés—the -Kanes—he promptly changed his mind and informed -Steve on a subsequent visit that he had arranged -affairs at home and was now free to spend -the entire winter in Southern California.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“My daughter likes it here,” he added, “and -kicks up fewer rows than she does at home; so -that’s a strong point in favor of this location. -<span class='pageno' id='Page_106'>106</span>Aviation interests me. I’ve joined the Aëro Club -out here and subscribed for the big meet to be -held in January, at Dominguez Field. That’s -when we are to show the world the Kane invention, -my lad, and I think it will be an eye opener to most -of the crowd present.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“How does your mine, the Queen of Hearts, -get along?” asked Orissa.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“It continues to pay big—even better than I -had hoped. Burthon must be pretty sore over -that deal by this time. Speaking of my sainted -brother-in-law, I’ve just made a discovery. He -owns the mortgage on your place.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Why, we got the money from the Security -Bank!” exclaimed Orissa.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I know. I went there. Thought I’d take up -the mortgage myself, but found Burthon had -bought it. Now, the question is, why?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Neither brother nor sister could imagine; but -Cumberford knew.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“He hopes you won’t be able to meet it, and -then he’ll foreclose and turn you out,” he said. -“But you’re not the principal game he’s after; -he’s shooting me over your heads. Burthon is -miffed because I let you have the money, but believes -I haven’t any financial or personal interest -in you beyond that. If he can prevent your aircraft -from flying he’ll make me lose my money -<span class='pageno' id='Page_107'>107</span>and also ruin you two youngsters. That’s doubtless -his game. That’s why he sent his man here -to spy upon you.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“But that is absurd! Burthon can’t prevent -our success,” declared Steve. “Even if some -minor parts go wrong, the aircraft will fly as -strongly and as well as anything now in -existence.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Don’t be too sure,” cautioned Mr. Cumberford. -“You and your machine may be all right, -but that’s no reason why Burthon can’t push -failure at you, or even prevent you from flying. -We must watch him.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I do not believe the man hates us,” observed -Orissa, thoughtfully. “Mr. Burthon is a little -queer and—and unscrupulous, at times; but I -don’t consider him a bad man, by any means.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I know him better than you do, and he hates -me desperately,” replied Cumberford.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“He says that—that you abused his sister,” -doubtfully remarked the girl.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Well, I did,” said Cumberford, calmly. -“I pounded her two or three times. Once I -choked her until it’s a wonder she ever revived.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh, how dreadful!” exclaimed Orissa, shrinking -back.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Isn’t it?” he agreed, lighting a cigarette. -“Only a brute would lift his hand against a -<span class='pageno' id='Page_108'>108</span>woman. But Burthon’s sister—my wife—had a -fiendish temper, and her tantrums aroused all the -evil in my nature—there’s plenty there, I assure -you. It was the time I choked her that Burthon -had me arrested for cruelty. She had put poison -in my coffee and I took the fluid into court with -me. Burthon said I was lying and I asked him to -drink the coffee to establish his sister’s innocence. -But he wouldn’t. Pity, wasn’t it? The judge -begged my pardon and said I ought to have choked -her a moment longer. But no; I’m glad I didn’t, -for she died naturally in the end. My dear -daughter, whom I sincerely love, is like her -lamented mother, except that I can trust her not -to poison me.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Doesn’t she love you in return?” asked Orissa.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Sybil? Why, she’s tremendously fond of me. -My daughter,” and his voice grew suddenly tender, -“has been for years—is now—the only person -I live for. We’re chums, we two. The poor child -can’t help her inherited tendencies, you know, -and I rather enjoy the fact that she keeps me -guessing what she’s going to do next. It—er—interests -me, so to speak. I like Sybil.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Sybil interested Orissa, too. Her father’s reports -of her were so startlingly condemnatory, -and his affection for her so evident, that Orissa’s -curiosity was aroused concerning her. Mr. Cumberford, -in spite of his peculiarities and deprecating -<span class='pageno' id='Page_109'>109</span>remarks concerning himself had won the -friendship of both Stephen and Orissa by this -time; for whatever he might be to others he had -certainly proved himself a friend in need to them. -It was evident he liked the Kanes and sought their -companionship, for the aircraft could scarcely account -for his constant attendance at the hangar.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I would like to meet your daughter,” said the -girl, thoughtfully.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Would you, really?” he asked, eagerly. -“Well, I’m sure it wouldn’t hurt Sybil to know -you. I’ll bring her out here to-morrow, if she’ll -come. Never can tell what she will do or won’t do, -you know. Interesting, isn’t it?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Quite so,” she concurred, laughing at his -whimsical tone.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Because of this conversation the Kanes awaited -Mr. Cumberford’s arrival next day with keen curiosity. -Steve advanced the opinion that the girl -wouldn’t come, but Orissa thought she would. -And she did. When the motor car stopped in -front of the bungalow there was a girl in the back -seat and Orissa ran down the path to welcome her.</p> - -<p class='c008'>A pale, composed face looked out from beneath -a big black hat with immense black plumes. A -black lace waist with black silk bolero and skirt -furnished a somber costume scarcely suited to so -young a girl, for Sybil Cumberford could not have -<span class='pageno' id='Page_110'>110</span>been much older than Orissa, if any. Her father -was right when he claimed that Sybil was not -beautiful. She had high, prominent cheek bones, -a square chin and a nose with a decided uplift to -the point. But her brown hair was profuse and -exquisitely silky; her dark eyes large, well opened -and far seeing; her slight form carried with unconscious -grace.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa’s critical glance took in these points at -once, and intuitively she decided that Sybil Cumberford -was not unattractive and ought to win -friends. That she had a strong personality was -evident; also the girl whom her father had affectionately -called a “demon” was quiet, reserved -and undemonstrative—at least during this first -interview.</p> - -<p class='c008'>She acknowledged the introduction to Orissa -with a rather haughty bow, alighting from the car -without noticing Miss Kane’s outstretched hand.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Which way is the aëroplane, Daddy?” she -asked, speaking not flippantly, but in low, quiet -tones.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’ll lead the way; you girls may follow,” he -said.</p> - -<p class='c008'>As they went up the path Orissa, anxious to be -sociable and to put the stranger at her ease, said -brightly:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Don’t you think the ride out here is -beautiful?”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_111'>111</span>“Yes,” responded Sybil.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“The orange groves are so attractive, just -now,” continued Orissa.</p> - -<p class='c008'>There was no response.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I hope you enjoyed it, so you will be tempted -to come again,” resumed the little hostess.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Miss Cumberford said nothing. Her father, -a step in advance, remarked over his shoulder: -“My daughter seldom wastes words. If you wish -her to speak you must address to her a direct question; -then she will answer it or not, as she pleases. -It’s her way, and you’ll have to overlook it.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa flushed and glanced sidewise to get a -peep at Sybil’s face, that she might note how the -girl received this personal criticism. But the -features were as unemotional as wax and the dark, -mysterious eyes were directed toward the hangar, -the roof of which now showed plainly. It was -hard to continue a conversation under such adverse -conditions and Orissa did not try. In silence -they traversed the short distance to the shed, -where Steve met them, a little abashed at receiving -a young lady in his workshop.</p> - -<p class='c008'>But Mr. Cumberford’s daughter never turned -her eyes upon him. She gave a graceful little nod -when presented to the inventor, but ignored him -to stare at the aircraft, which riveted her attention -at once.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_112'>112</span>“This, Sybil,” said her father, enthusiastically, -“is the famous aëroplane to be known in history as -the Kane Aircraft. It’s as far ahead of the ordinary -biplane as a sewing machine is ahead of a -needle and thimble. It will do things, you know. -So it—er—interests me.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>It seemed to interest her, also. Examining the -details of construction with considerable minuteness -she began asking questions that rather puzzled -Mr. Cumberford, who retreated in favor of -Steve. The inventor explained, and as all his -heart and soul were in the aëroplane he explained -so simply and comprehensively that Sybil’s dark -eyes suddenly flashed upon his face, and clung -there until the young fellow paused, hesitated, and -broke down embarrassed.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa, smiling at Steve’s shyness, picked up the -subject and dilated upon it at length, for the girl -had every detail at her tongue’s end and understood -the mechanism fully as well as her brother -did. The visitor listened to her with interest, -and when she had no more questions to ask stood -in absorbed meditation before the aëroplane, as if -in a dream, and wholly disregarded the others -present.</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_113'>113</span> - <h2 id='ch14' class='c003'>CHAPTER XIV<br /> <br /><span class='small'>THE FLYING FEVER</span></h2> -</div> - -<p class='c007'>Mr. Cumberford said frankly to Steve and -Orissa:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Don’t expect too much of Sybil, or you’ll be -disappointed. She’s peculiar, and the things that -interest her are often those the world cares nothing -for. Anything odd or unusual is sure to strike -her fancy; that’s why she’s so enraptured with -the aircraft.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>The word enraptured did not seem, to Steve, -to describe Sybil’s attitude at all; but Orissa, -watching the girl’s face, decided it was especially -appropriate. They left her standing before the -machine and went on with their work, while Mr. -Cumberford ignored his daughter and smoked cigarettes -while he watched, as usual, every movement -of the young mechanic.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Saw Burthon this morning,” he remarked, -presently.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Did he say anything?” asked Steve.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“No. Just smiled. That shows he’s up to -something. Wonder what it is.”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_114'>114</span>Steve shook his head.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I don’t see how that man can possibly injure -me,” he said, musingly. “I’ve gone straight -ahead, in an honest fashion, and minded my own -business. As for the machine, that’s honest, too, -and all my improvements are patented.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“They’re what?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Patented, sir; registered in the patent office -at Washington.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oho!”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Steve looked at him, surprised.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Well, sir?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You’re an irresponsible idiot, Stephen Kane.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Because I patented my inventions?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Yes, sir; for placing full descriptions and -drawings of them before the public until you’ve -startled the aviation world and are ready to advertise -what you’ve done.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Steve stared, a perception of Cumberford’s -meaning gradually coming to him.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Why, as for that,” he said a little uneasily, -“no one ever takes the trouble to read up new -patents, there are so many of them. And, after -all, it’s a protection.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Is it? I can put another brace in that new -elevator of yours and get a patent on it as an improvement. -The brace won’t help it any, but it -will give me the right to use it. I’m not positive -<span class='pageno' id='Page_115'>115</span>I couldn’t prevent you from using yours, if I got -mine publicly exhibited and on the market first.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Steve was bewildered, and Orissa looked very -grave. But Mr. Cumberford lighted another cigarette -and added:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Nevertheless, I wouldn’t worry. As you say, -the patent office is a rubbish heap which few people -ever care to examine. Is everything covered -by patent?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Everything but the new automatic balance. I -haven’t had time to send that on.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Then don’t.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“The old one is patented, but it proved a failure -and nearly killed me. The one I am now completing -is entirely different.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Good. Don’t patent it until after the aviation -meet. It’s your strongest point. Keep that -one surprise, at least, up your sleeve.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>As Steve was considering this advice Sybil Cumberford -came softly to her father’s side and said:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Daddy, I want to fly.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“To flee or to flew?” he asked, banteringly, at -the same time looking at her intently.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“To fly in the air.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Cumberford sighed.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Kane, what will a duplicate of your aircraft -cost?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I can’t say exactly, sir,” replied the boy, -smiling.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_116'>116</span>“Shall we order one, Sybil?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>She stood staring straight ahead, with that impenetrable, -mysterious look in her dark eyes which -was so typical of the girl. Cumberford threw -away his cigarette and coughed.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“We’ll consider that proposition some time, -Steve,” he continued, rather hastily. “Meantime, -perhaps my daughter could make a trial flight in -your machine.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Perhaps,” said Steve, doubtfully.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Will it carry two?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“It would support the weight of two easily,” -replied the young man; “but I would be obliged to -rig up a second seat.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Do so, please,” requested Miss Cumberford, in -her even, subdued voice. “When will it be -ready?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“The aircraft will be complete in about ten days -from now; but before I attempt to carry a passenger -I must give it a thorough personal test,” -said Steve, with decision. “You may watch my -flights, Miss Cumberford, if you wish, and after -I’ve proved the thing to be correct and safe I’ll -do what I can to favor you—if you’re not afraid, -and still want to make the trial.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Thank you,” she said, and turned away.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’ll go myself, some time,” observed Mr. Cumberford, -after a pause. “Flying interests me.”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_117'>117</span>Orissa was much amused. She had not known -many girls of her own age, but such as she had met -were all commonplace creatures compared with -this strange girl, who at present seemed unable to -tear herself away from the airship. Sybil did not -convey the impression of being ill-bred or forward, -however unconventional she might be; yet -it seemed to Orissa that she constantly held herself -firmly repressed, yet alert and watchful, much -like a tiger crouched ready to spring upon an unsuspecting -prey. In spite of this uncanny attribute, -Orissa found herself powerfully drawn -toward the peculiar girl, and resolved to make an -attempt to win her confidence and friendship.</p> - -<p class='c008'>With this thought in mind she joined Sybil, who -was again examining the aëroplane with rapt attention. -While she stood at her side the girl asked, -without glancing up:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Have you ever made a flight?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“No,” replied Orissa.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Why not?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I haven’t had an opportunity.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Don’t you like it?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I imagine I would enjoy a trip through the -air,” answered Orissa; “that is, after I became -accustomed to being suspended in such a thin -element.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You seem to understand your brother’s invention -perfectly.”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_118'>118</span>“Oh, I do, in its construction and use. You -see, I’ve been with Steve from the beginning; -also I’ve examined several other modern aëroplanes -and watched the flights at Dominguez Field. -Naturally I’m enthusiastic over aviation, but I -haven’t yet considered the idea of personally attempting -a flight. To manage a machine in the -air requires a quick eye, a clear brain and a lot -of confidence and courage.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Is it so dangerous?” asked Miss Cumberford -quietly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Not if you have the qualities I mention and -a bit of experience or training to help you in emergencies. -I’m sure an aëroplane is as safe as a -steam car, and a little safer than an automobile; -but a certain amount of skill is required to manage -even those.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>The girl’s lips curled scornfully, as if she impugned -this statement; but she remained silent -for a while before continuing her catechism. -Then she asked:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Do you mean to try flying?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Perhaps so, some day,” said Orissa, smiling; -“when aëroplanes have become so common that -my fears are dissipated. But, really, I haven’t -given the matter a thought. That is Steve’s business, -just now. All I’m trying to do is help him -get ready.”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_119'>119</span>“You believe his device to be practical?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“It’s the best I have ever seen, and I’ve -examined all the famous aëroplanes.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“What has my father to do with this -invention?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa was surprised.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Hasn’t he told you?” she asked.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Only that it ‘interests him;’ but many things -do that.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“We needed money to complete the aircraft, -and Mr. Cumberford kindly let us have it,” explained -the girl.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“What did he demand in return?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Nothing but our promise to repay him in case -we succeed.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Sybil shot a swift glance toward her father.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Look out for him,” she murmured. “He’s a -dangerous man—in business deals.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“But this isn’t business,” protested Orissa, -earnestly; “indeed, his act was wholly irregular -from a business standpoint. As a matter of fact, -Mr. Cumberford has been very generous and unselfish -in his attitude toward us. We like your -father, Miss Cumberford, and—we trust him.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>The girl stood silent a moment; then she slowly -turned her face to Orissa with a rare and lovely -smile which quite redeemed its plainness. From -that moment she lost her reserve, toward Orissa -<span class='pageno' id='Page_120'>120</span>at least, and it was evident the praise of her father -had fully won her heart.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Day by day, thereafter, Sybil came with Mr. -Cumberford to the hangar, until the important -time arrived when Steve was to test the reconstructed -aircraft. By Cumberford’s advice the -trial was made in the early morning, and in order -to be present both father and daughter accepted -the hospitality of the Kanes for the previous night, -Sybil sharing Orissa’s bed while Steve gave up his -room to Mr. Cumberford and stretched himself -upon a bench in the hangar.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mrs. Kane knew that her son was to make an -attempt to fly at daybreak, but was quite undisturbed. -The description of the Kane Aircraft, -which Orissa had minutely given her, seemed to -inspire her with full confidence, and if she had a -thought of danger she never mentioned it to anyone. -The Cumberfords were very nice to Mrs. -Kane, while she, in return, accepted their friendship -unreservedly. Orissa knew her mother to be -an excellent judge of character, for while her -affliction prevented her from reading a face her -ear was trained to catch every inflection of a voice, -and by that she judged with rare accuracy. Once -she said to her daughter: “Mr. Cumberford is a -man with a fine nature who has in some way become -embittered; perhaps through unpleasant experiences. -<span class='pageno' id='Page_121'>121</span>He does not know his real self, and -mistrusts it; for which reason his actions may at -times be eccentric, or even erratic. But under -good influences he will be found reliable and a safe -friend. His daughter, on the contrary, knows her -own character perfectly and abhors it. As circumstances -direct she will become very bad or -very good, for she has a strong, imperious nature -and may only be influenced through her affections. -I think it is good for her to have you for a friend.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>This verdict coincided well with Orissa’s own -observations and she accepted it as veritable. Yet -Sybil was a constant enigma to her and seldom -could she understand the impulses that dominated -her. The girl was mysterious in many ways. She -saw everything and everyone without looking -directly at them; she found hidden meanings in -the most simple and innocent phrases; always she -seemed suspecting an underlying motive in each -careless action, and Orissa was often uneasy at -Sybil’s implied suggestion that she was not sincere. -The girl would be cold and silent for days -together; then suddenly become animated and -voluble—a mood that suited her much better than -the first. Steve said to his sister: “You may always -expect the unexpected of Sybil.” Which -proved he had also been studying this peculiar girl.</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_122'>122</span> - <h2 id='ch15' class='c003'>CHAPTER XV<br /> <br /><span class='small'>A FINAL TEST</span></h2> -</div> - -<p class='c007'>It was the morning of the tenth of December -that the eager little group assembled at dawn on -Marston’s pasture to witness the test of the Kane -Aircraft.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Steve was so occupied with his final adjustments -and anxiety lest he should overlook some important -point, that he never thought of danger. -He would not have remembered even his goggles -had not Orissa handed them to him and told him -to put them on.</p> - -<p class='c008'>This was the first time Mr. Cumberford had witnessed -a performance of the aëroplane, yet he was -much less excited than his daughter, who could -not withdraw her gaze from the device and was -nervously attentive to every move that the young -aviator made. Orissa, confident of the result, was -most composed of all.</p> - -<p class='c008'>When all was ready Steve took his seat, started -the motors, and when they had acquired full speed -threw in the clutch. The aëroplane ran less than -fifty feet on its wheels before it began to rise, -<span class='pageno' id='Page_123'>123</span>when it steadily soared into the air and mounted -to an elevation of several hundred feet. By this -time the aviator, who had kept a straight course, -was half a dozen miles from the starting point; -but now he made a wide circle and, returning, -passed over Marston’s pasture at the same high -altitude.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The speed of the aircraft was marvelous. Mr. -Cumberford declared it was making a mile a -minute, which estimate was probably correct. -After circling for a while Steve descended to a -hundred feet in a straight dive, holding the device -in perfect control and maintaining at all times an -exact balance. At a hundred feet he tested the -rudders thoroughly, proving he could alter his -course at will, make sharp turns and circle in a -remarkably small space. Then, having been in -the air twenty-seven minutes by the watch, he -descended to the ground, rolled a hundred feet on -his running gear and came to a halt a few paces -away from the silent, fascinated group of -watchers.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Not a hitch had occurred. The Kane Aircraft -was as perfect a creation as its inventor had -planned it to be.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa gave Steve a kiss when he alighted, but -said not a word. Sybil impulsively seized the -aviator’s hands and pressed them until he flushed -<span class='pageno' id='Page_124'>124</span>red. Mr. Cumberford lighted a fresh cigarette, -nodded approvingly and said:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“All right, Steve. It—interests me.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“It almost seemed alive,” remarked Steve, -with pardonable exuberance. “Why, I believe it -would fly bottom-side-up, if I asked it to!”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Any changes necessary?” inquired Mr. -Cumberford.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Only one or two, and those unimportant. The -steering-wheel is too loose and needs tightening. -The left guy-wires are a bit too taut and need to -be relieved. Half an hour’s tinkering and the aircraft -will be as perfect as I know how to make it.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>As they were wheeling it back to the hangar, -Sybil asked:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Weren’t you frightened, Mr. Kane, when you -were so high above the earth?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh, no; it is far safer a mile up than it is fifty -or a hundred feet. There are no dangerous air -currents to contend with and the machine glides -more smoothly the more air it has underneath it. -When I am near the earth I sometimes get a little -nervous, but never when I’m far up.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“But suppose you should fall from that -distance?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Fall? Oh, but you can’t fall very easily with -this sort of a biplane. At any angle it’s a kind of -a parachute, you know, for the hinged ends automatically -spread themselves against the air pressure. -And as for a tumble, you know that a fall -of fifty feet would kill one as surely as a fall of -several hundred feet. If a fellow can manage to -stick to his aëroplane he’s pretty safe.”</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> -<div id='il03' class='figcenter id002'> -<img src='images/image127.jpg' alt='It--interests me.' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p>“<span class='sc'>It—interests me.</span>”</p> -</div> -</div> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_125'>125</span>“It seems such a frail thing,” observed Sybil, -musingly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Just wooden ribs and canvas,” laughed Steve; -“but anything stronger would be unnecessary, -and therefore foolish.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Now, then,” said Mr. Cumberford, when the -aircraft rested once more upon its rack, “I’ve -something to tell you, Kane. I’ve known it for -several days, but refrained from speaking until -you had made your trial.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>There was an ominous suggestion in the words. -Steve turned and looked at him questioningly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Any bad news, sir?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Time will determine if it’s bad or good. Anyhow, -it’s news. Burthon is building an aircraft.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“An aëroplane?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I said an aircraft.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“But that word designates only my own -machine.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Burthon is building your machine.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Steve stared at him, doubtful if he heard aright. -Orissa stood motionless, growing white and red by -turns. Sybil’s lips curled in a sneer as she said:</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_126'>126</span>“My clever uncle! What a resourceful man he -is.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I—I don’t believe I understand,” stammered -Steve.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“It’s simple enough,” replied Cumberford. -“Burthon sent to Washington for copies of your -plans and specifications, has built a hangar and -workshop over South Pasadena way, and -employed a clever mechanic from Cleveland to -superintend the construction—already well under -way.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“How do you know this, sir?” inquired Steve, -breathless.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“The clever mechanic from Cleveland is my own -man, who has been my confidential agent for -years.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“And you permit him to do this work!” cried -the young man, indignantly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“To be sure. If Brewster loses the job, some -one will get it who is <em>not</em> my agent. It is the only -way I can keep accurate account of what Burthon -is up to.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>They were all silent for a time while they considered -this startling information. By and by -Cumberford said:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Burthon has joined the Aëro Club, has donated -a handsome cup for the best endurance flight -during the coming meet at Dominguez, and in some -<span class='pageno' id='Page_127'>127</span>way has made himself so popular with the officials -that he has been appointed a member of the committee -on arrangements. I dropped in at the Club -yesterday, for I’m a member, and made this discovery. -My scheming brother-in-law has some -dusky, deep laid plan, and is carrying it out with -particular attention to detail.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Do you think it concerns us, sir?” asked -Orissa, anxiously.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Yes. It isn’t extraordinary that Burthon -should take a fancy to aviation. He is full of fads -and fancies, and such a thing is liable to interest -him. It interests me. But the meat in the nut is -the fact that he is building a copy of the Kane -Aircraft, merely adding a few details which he will -declare are improvements.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Can’t we issue an injunction and stop him?” -asked Steve.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’ve seen a lawyer about that. We can’t prove -infringement at this stage of the game and -it would be folly to attempt it. Burthon’s plan -is to exhibit his machine first, then keep yours off -the field during the meet and afterward claim that -you are infringing upon his rights. He has organized -a stock company, keeping most of the -stock himself, has entered his device in all the -aviation tournaments throughout the country, and -is issuing a circular offering the machines for sale. -<span class='pageno' id='Page_128'>128</span>I have a hand proof, fresh from the printer, of -this circular.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Who will be his aviator?” asked Steve, with -puckered brows.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“His former chauffeur, Mr. Totham Tyler, is -one. He is now looking for another, also.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Steve drew a long breath.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“What can we do?” he asked in a bewildered -tone.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Checkmate him,” was the composed reply.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“How, sir?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Well, we know pretty well all Burthon’s -plans. He doesn’t suspect we know a thing; believes -he will be able to keep his secret until his -aëroplane is ready and he can announce it in the -newspapers and create a sensation. He has concocted -a very pretty trick. Until this date no one -has ever heard of the Kane Aircraft. After the -Burthon Improved Biplane is exploited and its -praise on every tongue, you won’t be able to get -even a hearing with your invention, much less a -chance to fly it.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Steve sat down and covered his face with his -hands. His attitude was one of despair.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“When will Mr. Burthon’s machine be finished?” -asked Orissa, thoughtfully.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“He expects to make the first trial a week from -to-morrow. He has kept a force of expert men at -<span class='pageno' id='Page_129'>129</span>work, and they haven’t attempted to make the -Kane engines, but are using a type that has -worked successfully in many biplanes. So his -machine has grown into existence very quickly.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“A week from to-morrow,” repeated Orissa, -softly. “And Steve is ready to-day.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Steve looked up quickly. Sybil laughed at him.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You silly boy,” said she. “Can’t you understand -what Daddy means by a checkmate?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Steve turned to Mr. Cumberford, who was lighting -a fresh cigarette.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“If you will place the matter in my hands,” -said that gentleman, “I will proceed to put a spoke -in Burthon’s wheel, so to speak. Heretofore, -Steve, I have been a mere onlooker, a—an interested -friend, I may say. At this juncture you’d -better make me your manager.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Would you accept the position?” asked the -boy.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Yes; there isn’t much else to interest me just -now, and—I hate Burthon.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Poor uncle!” sighed Sybil.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“On what terms will you undertake this, sir?” -Steve inquired, with anxiety.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Why, I may have to spend a lot of money; -probably will; and my time’s valuable; when I’m -not here I’m moping at the Alexandria Hotel; so -I propose you give me ten per cent of your profits -for the first three years.”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_130'>130</span>“That is absurd, sir,” declared Steve. “There -will be little profit at first, and ten per cent of it -wouldn’t amount to anything.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Cumberford smiled—a grim smile that was -one of his peculiarities.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“It’ll do, Steve. I’ll make it pay me well, see -if I don’t. But you may add to the demand, if -you like, by promising to present my daughter the -fourth complete Kane Aircraft your factory turns -out.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“The first!” cried Steve.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“No, the fourth. We want the first three to go -where they’ll advertise us. Is it a bargain, Mr. -Kane?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Steve grasped his hand.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Of course, sir,” he replied gratefully. “I’m -not sure we can defeat Mr. Burthon’s conspiracy, -but I know you will do all that is possible. And -thank you, sir,” he added, again pressing the -elder man’s hand.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa took Mr. Cumberford’s hand next. She -did not express her gratitude in words, but the -man understood her and to hide his embarrassment -began to search for his cigarette case. As for -Sybil, she regarded the scene with an amused -smile, and there was a queer look in her dark eyes.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Now,” said Orissa, “let us go in to breakfast. -You must all be nearly famished.”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_131'>131</span>“Yes; let us eat, so that I can get back to town,” -agreed Mr. Cumberford, cheerfully. “The campaign -begins this very morning, and it may take -a few people by surprise. Remember, Steve, -you’re to stand ready to carry out any plans your -manager makes.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I understand, sir.”</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_132'>132</span> - <h2 id='ch16' class='c003'>CHAPTER XVI <br /> <br /><span class='small'>THE OPENING GUN</span></h2> -</div> - -<p class='c007'>Sybil rode with her father into town. On the -way she said:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You puzzle me. One would imagine you are -playing fair with the Kanes.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Mere imagination,” he returned, gruffly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Yes,” she agreed; “your nature is to plot and -intrigue. The deeper, the more stealthy and unsuspected -the plot, the more characteristic is it of -my subtle parent.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“True,” he said.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“But here is a condition that puzzles me, as I -have remarked. I understand how you won the -confidence of the Kanes by posing as generous and -unselfish. That was quite like you. But to-day -you had them in your power. You might have demanded -anything—everything—yet you accepted -a mere ten per cent. Now I’m really wondering -what your game is.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>It was evident he did not relish his daughter’s -criticism, for his usually placid brow bore a heavy -frown. Still, he answered lightly:</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_133'>133</span>“You’re stirring too deep; you’re roiling the -pot. Why don’t you look on the surface?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh! how stupid of me,” she said in a relieved -voice.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“To be a diverse scoundrel,” announced her -father, “is the acme of diabolic art. From complication -to simplicity is but a step, yet requires -audacity. Most rascals fail to realize that an -honest act, by way of contrast, affords more satisfaction -than persistent chicanery will produce. -We must have variety in our pleasures in order to -get the most from them.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“To be sure,” said Sybil.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Meantime, you are forgetting your Uncle -Burthon.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>They rode in silence for a time. Then the girl -nestled a little closer to her father’s side and -murmured:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’m mighty glad, Daddy. I like the Kanes.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“So do I,” he responded.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“And isn’t Stephen’s aëroplane marvelous?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I consider it,” said he, “the cleverest and most -important invention of the age.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>By eight o’clock a skillful photographer was on -his way to Stephen Kane’s hangar to get pictures -of the aircraft, while Mr. Cumberford sat in the -office of a noted advertising expert and bargained -for an amount of publicity that fairly made the -<span class='pageno' id='Page_134'>134</span>man’s head swim. The city editors of all the morning -papers were next interviewed and interested -in the Cumberford campaign, so that half a dozen -reporters who were noted for their brilliant -descriptive writing attended a luncheon given by -Mr. Cumberford at the Aëro Club and listened to -his glowing accounts of the Kane Aircraft and the -wonderful flight made by its inventor that very -morning.</p> - -<p class='c008'>For fear Mr. Burthon might drop into the Club -during this session, the cautious “manager” of the -aircraft had taken the precaution to have -Brewster telephone him to come to the South -Pasadena workshop, and to keep him there by -some pretext till late in the day. This was done. -Mr. Burthon spent the entire afternoon with his -imitation aircraft, returning to Los Angeles for a -late dinner at his club. Then, being very tired, he -went early to bed.</p> - -<p class='c008'>At breakfast next morning he picked up a newspaper, -started as his eye fell upon the lurid headlines, -and nearly fainted with chagrin and anger.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Upon the first page was a large picture of the -Kane Aircraft, with a vignette of its inventor in -an upper corner and columns of description and -enthusiastic comment regarding his creation, -which was heralded as a distinct forward stride in -practical aviation. Stephen’s remarkable flight -<span class='pageno' id='Page_135'>135</span>was referred to and promise made of an exhibition -soon to be held at Dominguez Field where the -public would be given an opportunity to see the -aircraft in action.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Burthon, as soon as he could recover himself, -read every word carefully. Then he smoked -his cigar and thought it over. Half an hour later -he was making the rounds of the evening papers, -but found he was unable to “kill” the articles prepared -to exploit the Kane Aircraft. The morning -papers having devoted so much space to the subject, -the afternoon papers could not possibly ignore -it, and finding he was helpless in this attempt -he followed another tack.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Entering the office of the secretary of the Aëro -Club he said:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I believe our contract with the owners of -Dominguez Field provides that the Aëro Club may -have the use of the grounds whenever it so desires, -regardless of any other engagements by -outsiders.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Certainly,” replied the secretary. “I remember -you yourself insisted upon that condition, -as chairman of the committee on arrangements.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Please notify the manager that we require -Dominguez Field, for Club purposes, every day -for the next two weeks.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“But—Mr. Burthon! Think of the expense.”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_136'>136</span>“I shall personally pay all charges.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Very well.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>The secretary telephoned, and was informed -that the Field had been engaged that morning for -the coming Saturday by a Mr. Cumberford, an -Aëro Club member. But Mr. Burthon insisted -on the rights of the Club, as an organization, -and the manager agreed to cancel Cumberford’s -engagement.</p> - -<p class='c008'>From there Mr. Burthon went to the managers -of the Motordrome, the baseball parks and Luna, -engaging every open date for two weeks to come. -Then having practically tied up every available -place where the Kane Aircraft might be publicly -exhibited, he sighed contentedly and went to his -South Pasadena workshop to hasten the completion -of his own aëroplane.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Cumberford was annoyed when he received -notice that he could not have Dominguez Field for -any day previous to the aviation meet. He was -further annoyed by the discovery that Burthon -had engaged every public amusement park in the -vicinity of Los Angeles. But he was not the man -to despair in such an emergency; the contest -between him and his hated brother-in-law merely -sharpened his wits and rendered him more alert.</p> - -<p class='c008'>He found a broad vacant field on the Santa -Monica car line; arranged with the street railway -<span class='pageno' id='Page_137'>137</span>company to carry the people there for a five cent -fare, and tied up his deals with contracts so that -Burthon would be unable to interfere. Then he -ordered a large grand stand to be built and instead -of fencing in the grounds determined to make the -exhibition absolutely free to all who cared to -attend.</p> - -<p class='c008'>These arrangements completed, Mr. Cumberford -announced in glaring advertisements the -date of the exhibition, and decided he had won the -game.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Burthon tried to enjoin the exhibition, -claiming that Stephen Kane’s aircraft was an -infringement on his own device; but Stephen personally -appeared before the judge and convinced -him there was nothing in the assertion. Of course -Mr. Cumberford saw that the newspapers had full -accounts of these proceedings, and so public -interest was keyed up to the highest pitch when -Saturday arrived. The cars on that day were -taxed to their fullest capacity to carry the crowds -to Kane Park, as the new aviation field was called.</p> - -<p class='c008'>A large and attractive hangar had been constructed -on the field, and Stephen, on the morning -of the exhibition, flew his aëroplane from Marston’s -pasture to Kane Park, alighting successfully -just before the hangar. Orissa, Sybil and -Mr. Cumberford were there to receive him, and -<span class='pageno' id='Page_138'>138</span>after placing the aircraft safely in the new hangar -they all motored to town for breakfast at the -Alexandria.</p> - -<p class='c008'>It was no longer possible for Steve to take entire -personal charge of his invention, so Mr. Cumberford, -having made a careful search, was finally -able to secure two men, who until that time had -been strangers to one another, as assistants. -These men were skilled mechanics and recommended -as honest and reliable—which perhaps -they were under ordinary circumstances. Their -names were Wilson and Reed. As they had -already been two days in Stephen’s workshop and -were now thoroughly conversant with their duties, -these two men were left at the hangar in charge of -the aëroplane, with instructions to watch it carefully -and allow no one to enter or to examine it.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Steve needed rest, for he had worked night and -day preparing for this important public test. The -exhibition was to be held at two o’clock, so he -reluctantly acceded to Mr. Cumberford’s request -that he lie down in a quiet room at the hotel and -sleep until he was called to lunch.</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_139'>139</span> - <h2 id='ch17' class='c003'>CHAPTER XVII <br /> <br /><span class='small'>A CURIOUS ACCIDENT</span></h2> -</div> - -<p class='c007'>Orissa had not been at all nervous over the -event at Kane Park until the hour when she -entered the field and noted the tremendous throng -assembled to witness her brother’s much heralded -flight. The band was playing vigorously and -many gay banners waved over the grand stand -and the big hangar wherein the aircraft was hidden. -Then, indeed, she began to realize the importance -of the occasion, and her heart throbbed -with pride to think that Steve was the hero all -awaited and that his name would be famous from -this time forth.</p> - -<p class='c008'>This was the 17th of December, and on January -first the great International Aviation Meet -was to be held at Los Angeles, with such famous -aviators present as the Wright Brothers, Glenn -Curtiss, Hubert Latham, Arch Hoxsey, their old -friend Willard, Parmalee, Ely, Brookins, Radley -and many others. Mr. Cumberford had entered -Stephen Kane for this important meet and the -young man was booked to take part in the endurance -<span class='pageno' id='Page_140'>140</span>and speed tests and to make an attempt -to break the world’s record for altitude—all in his -own flyer, the Kane Aircraft. So swift a transition -from obscurity to popularity—or at least -to the attention of the civilized world—was enough -to turn the head of anyone; but as yet Steve -seemed all unaware of his own importance.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Disregarding the crowds, which were eagerly -seeking a glimpse of the young aviator but did not -know him, he quietly made his way to the hangar -and was admitted by Wilson, who guarded the -doorway from an insistent group demanding a -peep at the aëroplane.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Steve took off his coat, made a thorough inspection -of all the working parts, and then put on his -close-fitting cap and goggles, buttoned a sweater -over his chest and nodded to his men to throw back -the entrance curtains.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Two policemen cleared the way and as the -aviator drew back his lever the aircraft rolled out -of the hangar into full view of the multitude. A -shout went up; handkerchiefs were waved and the -band played frantically. On its big wheels, which -were almost large enough for a motor car, the -aëroplane sped across the field, turned, passed the -grand stand, and with accelerating speed dashed -away to the farther end of the field.</p> - -<p class='c008'>A murmur arose, in which surprise and disappointment -<span class='pageno' id='Page_141'>141</span>were intermingled. One fat gentleman, -who had been patiently waiting for two hours, -exclaimed: “Why, it’s only a sort of automobile, -with crossed airplanes set over it! I thought they -claimed the thing could fly.” Those who knew -something of aviation, however, were the ones -astonished at Steve’s preliminary performance. -They realized the advantage of being able to drive -an aëroplane on its own wheels, as an automobile -goes, in case of emergencies, and moreover the -“crossed planes”—a distinct innovation in construction—gave -them considerable food for -thought. Usually the two surfaces, or floats, of a -biplane are exactly parallel, one above the other; -but in Steve’s machine the upper plane ran fore -and aft, while the lower one extended sidewise. -At a glance it was possible to see the advantage -of this arrangement as a duplex balance, which, -with the swinging wing-ends, comprised the safety -device that the inventor believed made his aëroplane -superior to any other.</p> - -<p class='c008'>From the far end of the field Steve swung -around and started back, straight for the grand -stand. He had nearly reached it when he threw -in the clutch that started the propellers and at the -same time slightly elevated the front rudder. Up, -like a bird taking wing, rose the aircraft, soaring -above the grand stand and then describing a series -<span class='pageno' id='Page_142'>142</span>of circles over the field. Gradually it ascended, -as if the aviator was ascending an aërial spiral -staircase, until he had mounted so far among the -clouds that only a grayish speck was discernible.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The spectators held their breaths in anxious -suspense. The speck grew larger. Swooping -down at a sharp angle the aircraft came suddenly -into view and within a hundred feet of the ground -resumed its normal position and began to circle -around the field again.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Now a mighty cheer went up, and Orissa, who -had been pressing Sybil’s hand with a grip that -made her wince, found herself sobbing with joy. -Her brother’s former flights had been almost as -successful as this; but only now, with the plaudits -of a multitude ringing in her ears, did she realize -the wonderful thing he had accomplished.</p> - -<p class='c008'>But on a sudden the shout was stilled. A -startled, frightened moan ran through the assemblage. -Women screamed, men paled and more -than one onlooker turned sick and faint.</p> - -<p class='c008'>For the Kane Aircraft, while gracefully gliding -along, in full view of all, was seen to suddenly -collapse and crumple like a pricked toy balloon. -Aëroplane and aviator fell together in a shapeless -mass toward the earth, and the sight was enough -to dismay the stoutest heart.</p> - -<p class='c008'>But Steve’s salvation lay in his altitude at the -<span class='pageno' id='Page_143'>143</span>time of the accident. Fifty feet from the earth the -automatic planes asserted their surfaces against -the air and arrested, to an appreciable extent, the -plunge. Had it been a hundred feet instead of -fifty the young man might have escaped without -injury, but the damaged machine had acquired so -great a momentum that it landed with a shock that -unseated young Kane and threw him underneath -the weight of the motor and gasoline tank.</p> - -<p class='c008'>A dozen ready hands promptly released him -from the wreck, but when they tried to lift him -to his feet he could not stand. His leg was broken.</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_144'>144</span> - <h2 id='ch18' class='c003'>CHAPTER XVIII<br /> <br /><span class='small'>THE ONE TO BLAME</span></h2> -</div> - -<p class='c007'>Mr. Cumberford locked the doors of the hangar -and refused to admit anyone but his own daughter. -Even Reed and Wilson, having assisted to drag -the wreck to its shed, were ordered peremptorily -to keep out. Wilson obeyed without protest, but -Reed was angry and said it was his duty to put the -aircraft into shape again. Cumberford listened -to him quietly; listened to his declaration that he -had had nothing to do with the construction of the -aëroplane and therefore could in no way be held -responsible for the accident; and after the man -had had his say his employer asked him to come -to his hotel in the evening to consider what should -be done. He also made an appointment with Wilson. -Then he shut himself up in the hangar with -Sybil.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa had gone with Steve in the ambulance to -the hospital, where she remained by his side until -the leg was set and the young man felt fairly -comfortable. The injury was not very painful, but -Steve was in great mental distress because his accident -<span class='pageno' id='Page_145'>145</span>would prevent his taking part in the aviation -meet. All their carefully made plans for the -successful promotion of the Kane Aircraft were -rendered futile by this sudden reverse of fortune, -and the youthful inventor constantly bewailed the -fact that Burthon would now have a clear field -and his own career be ignominiously ended.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa had little to say in reply, for her own -heart was aching and she saw no way to comfort -her brother. When he was settled in his little -white room, with a skillful nurse in attendance, the -girl went home to break the sad news to their -blind mother.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Meantime Mr. Cumberford was busy at the -hangar. In spite of his usual nonchalance and -obtuse manner—both carefully assumed—the man -had a thorough understanding of mechanics and -by this time knew every detail of young Kane’s -aëroplane quite intimately. Also, he was a shrewd -and logical reasoner, and well knew the accident -had been due to some cause other than faulty parts -or inherent weakness of the aircraft. So he took -off his coat, rolled up his shirt sleeves and began a -careful examination of the wreck.</p> - -<p class='c008'>It was Sybil, however, who stood staring at the -aëroplane, always fascinating to her, who first discovered -the cause of Steve’s catastrophe.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“See here, Daddy,” she exclaimed; “this guy-wire -<span class='pageno' id='Page_146'>146</span>has been cut half through, in some way, -and others are broken entirely.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Cumberford came to her side and inspected -the guy-wire. The girl was right. It was certainly -odd that several strands of the slender but strong -woven-wire cable had parted. Her father took a -small magnifying glass from his pocket and examined -the cut with care.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“It has been filed,” he announced.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Sybil nodded, but she seemed absent-minded and -to have lost interest in the discovery.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“From the first I suspected the guy-wires,” she -said. “When the aircraft collapsed I knew the -wires had parted, and then—I thought of my -clever uncle.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Cumberford rolled down his sleeves and put -on his coat.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Three of the wires gave way,” he observed, -“and it’s a wonder young Kane wasn’t killed. -Come, ’Bil; we’ll go back to the hotel.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>They found the field deserted, their motor car -being the last on the grounds. During the ride -into town Sybil remarked:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“This affair will cause you serious loss, -Daddy.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Why?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Steve can’t exhibit his device at the meet, and -Uncle Burthon will be on hand to win all the -laurels.”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_147'>147</span>“Don’t worry over that,” he said grimly. -“We’ve ten days in which to outwit Burthon, and -if I can’t manage to do it in that time I deserve -to lose my money.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Wilson came to the hotel promptly at eight -o’clock for his interview with Mr. Cumberford. -Said that gentleman:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Tell me all that happened at the hangar after -we left you and Reed there this morning.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>The man seemed reluctant at first, but finally -decided to tell the truth. He appeared to be an -honest young fellow, but knew quite well that his -testimony would injure his fellow assistant.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“It was quite early, sir, when an automobile -came into the field and a gentleman asked to see -the aircraft. Mr. Reed was at the door, at the -time, and I heard him reply that no one could be -admitted. Then the gentleman said something -to him in a low voice and Reed, after a little hesitation, -turned to me and told me to guard the -door. I did so, and the two walked away together. -I saw them in close conversation for quite a while, -and then Reed came back to the hangar and said: -‘The gentleman is having trouble with his motor -car, Wilson, and one of his engines is working -badly. You understand such things; go and see if -you can help him, while I guard the door.’</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I thought that was queer, sir, for Reed is as -<span class='pageno' id='Page_148'>148</span>good a mechanic as I am; but I took a wrench and -walked over to the automobile, which was not a -hundred yards distant. A little dried-up chauffeur -was in the driver’s seat. The gentleman asked -me to test the engines, which I did, and found -there was nothing wrong with them at all. I -hadn’t been a bit suspicious until then, but this -set me thinking and I hurried back to the hangar. -I hadn’t been away ten minutes, and I found Reed -standing in the doorway quietly smoking his pipe. -Everything about the aircraft seemed all right, so -I said nothing to Reed except that his friend was a -ringer and up to some trick. He answered that -the man was no friend of his; that he had never -seen him before and was not likely to see him -again. That is all, sir. I didn’t leave the hangar -again until Mr. Kane returned and took charge of -it.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Cumberford had listened intently.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Do you know the name of the man with the -automobile?” he asked.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“No, sir.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Describe him, please.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Wilson described Burthon with fair accuracy.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Thank you. You may go now, but I want you -on hand to-morrow morning to assist in getting -the machine back to Kane’s old hangar.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Very well, sir.”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_149'>149</span>Reed came a half hour after Wilson had left. -His attitude was swaggering and defiant. Mr. -Cumberford said to him:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Reed, your action in filing the guy-wires is a -crime that will be classed as attempted manslaughter. -You are liable to imprisonment for -life.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>The man grew pale, but recovering himself -replied:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I didn’t file the wires. You can’t prove it.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’m going to try, anyway,” declared Cumberford. -“That is, unless you confess the truth, in -which case I’ll prosecute Burthon instead of -you.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Reed stared at him but, stubbornly made no -reply.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“How much did he pay you for the work?” continued -Cumberford.</p> - -<p class='c008'>No answer.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Cumberford touched a bell and a detective -entered.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Officer, I accuse this man of an attempt to -murder Stephen Kane,” said he. “You overheard -the recent interview in this room and understand -the case perfectly and the evidence on which I base -my charge. You will arrest Mr. Reed, if you -please.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>The officer took the man in charge. Reed was -<span class='pageno' id='Page_150'>150</span>nervous and evidently terrified, but maintained a -stubborn silence.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Confession may save you,” suggested Cumberford; -but Reed was pursuing some plan previously -determined on, and would not speak. So -the officer led him away.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Next morning the wrecked aëroplane was transferred -to the workshop in the Kane garden, where -Wilson, under the supervision of Orissa and Mr. -Cumberford, began taking it apart that they -might estimate the damage it had sustained. -Orissa’s face bore a serious but determined expression -and she directed the work as intelligently -as Steve could have done. Cumberford, who had -brought a pair of overalls, worked beside Wilson -and in a few hours they were able to tell exactly -what repairs were necessary.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“The motors are not much injured,” announced -Orissa, “and that is indeed fortunate. We need -one new propeller blade, five bows and struts for -the lower plane, new wing ends and guy-wires and -almost a complete new running gear. It isn’t so -very bad, sir. With the extra parts we have on -hand I believe the aircraft can be put in perfect -condition before the meet.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Good!” exclaimed Mr. Cumberford. “Then -our greatest need is to secure a competent -aviator.”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_151'>151</span>“To operate Stephen’s machine?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Of course. He’s out of commission, poor lad; -but the machine must fly, nevertheless.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa’s blue eyes regarded him gravely. She -had been considering this proposition ever since -the accident.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Our first task,” said she, “is to get my -brother’s invention thoroughly repaired.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“But the question of the aviator is fully as important,” -persisted her friend. “Wilson,” turning -to the mechanic, “do you think you could -operate the aircraft?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Me, sir?” replied the man, with a startled -look; “I—I’m afraid not. I understand it, of -course; but I’ve had no experience.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“No one but Stephen Kane can claim to have -had experience with this device,” said Mr. Cumberford; -“so someone must operate it who is, as -yet, wholly inexperienced.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Can’t you find an aviator who has used other -machines, sir?” asked Wilson. “The city is full -of them just now.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’ll try,” was the answer.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Cumberford did try. After engaging another -mechanic to assist Wilson he interviewed -every aviator he could find in Los Angeles. But -all with the slightest experience in aërial navigation -were engaged by the various aëroplane manufacturers -<span class='pageno' id='Page_152'>152</span>to operate their devices, or had foreign -machines of their own which were entered for competition. -He was referred to several ambitious -and fearless men who would willingly undertake to -fly the Kane invention, but he feared to trust them -with so important a duty.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Returning one day in a rather discouraged mood -to Orissa, who was busy directing her men, he -said:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I have always, until now, been able to find a -man for any purpose I required; but the art of -flying is in its infancy and the few bold spirits -who have entered the game are all tied up and unavailable. -It looks very much as if we were going -to have a winning aëroplane with no one to develop -its possibilities.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa was tightening a turnbuckle. She looked -up and said with a smile:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“The aviator is already provided, sir.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“What! You have found him?” exclaimed Mr. -Cumberford.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I ought to have said ‘aviatress,’ I suppose,” -laughed the girl.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“My daughter? Nonsense.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh, Sybil would undertake it, if I’d let her,” -replied Orissa. “But I dare not trust anyone -but—myself. There is too much at stake.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You!”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_153'>153</span>“Just Orissa Kane. I’ve been to the hospital -this morning and talked with Steve, and he quite -approves my idea.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Cumberford looked at the slight, delicate -form with an expression of wonder. The girl -seemed so dainty, so beautiful, so very feminine -and youthful, that her suggestion to risk her life -in an airship was positively absurd.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You’ve a fine nerve, my child,” he remarked, -with a sigh, “and I’ve no doubt you would undertake -the thing if I’d give my consent. But of -course I can’t do that.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Why not?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You’re not fit.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“In what way?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Why, er—strength, and—and experience. -Girls don’t fly, my dear; they simply encourage -the men to risk their necks.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Boo! there’s no danger,” asserted Orissa, -scornfully. “One is as safe in the Kane Aircraft -as in a trundle-bed.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Yet Steve—”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh, one may be murdered in bed, you know, as -well as in an aëroplane. Had those guy-wires not -been tampered with an accident to my brother -would have been impossible. Have you stopped to -consider, sir, that even when the planes separated -and crumpled under the air pressure Steve’s device -<span class='pageno' id='Page_154'>154</span>asserted its ability to float, and dropped gently -to the ground? Steve managed to get hurt -because he fell under the weight of the motors; -that was all. Really, sir, I can’t imagine anything -safer than the aircraft. And as for brawn -and muscle, you know very well that little strength -is required in an aviator. Skill is called for; a -clear head and a quick eye; and these qualities I -possess.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“H-m. You think you can manage the thing?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I know it—absolutely. I’ve talked over with -Steve every detail from the very beginning, and -have personally tested all the working parts time -and again, except in actual flight.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“And you’re not afraid?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Not in the least.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You won’t faint when you find yourself among -the clouds?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Not a faint, sir. It isn’t in me.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Cumberford fell silent and solemn. He began -to seriously consider the proposition.</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_155'>155</span> - <h2 id='ch19' class='c003'>CHAPTER XIX <br /> <br /><span class='small'>PLANNING THE CAMPAIGN</span></h2> -</div> - -<p class='c007'>That evening the secretary of the Aëro Club -telephoned Mr. Cumberford to ask if he wished to -withdraw his entry from contest in the coming -aviation meet.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“By no means,” was the reply.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“But you state that Kane is to be the aviator, -and we are informed that Kane has a broken leg.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Leave the entry as it stands: ‘Kane, Aviator,’” -said Cumberford, positively.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Very well, sir,” returned the secretary, evidently -puzzled.</p> - -<p class='c008'>But his friend Burthon, who had suggested his -telephoning, was highly pleased when he learned -Mr. Cumberford’s decision.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“All right,” he observed, with satisfaction; -“we’ll leave the Kane Aircraft on the programme, -for everyone is talking of the wonderful device and -the announcement of its competition will be the -greatest drawing card we have. But the entry of -‘Kane, Aviator’ will disqualify anyone but Kane -from operating the aircraft, and I happen to know -<span class='pageno' id='Page_156'>156</span>his leg is in a plaster cast and he cannot use it for -months to come.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Won’t it hurt us to disqualify the Kane Aircraft -and have it withdrawn at the last moment?” -inquired the secretary, doubtfully.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“No; for I’m going to spring on the crowd -the biggest surprise of the century—Burthon’s -Biplane.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Are you sure of its success, sir?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Absolutely. Kane copied his machine from -mine, as I have before explained to you, and in addition -to all the good points he has exhibited I have -the advantage of a perfect automatic balance. If -Kane’s device had been equipped with it he -wouldn’t have fallen the other day.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Perhaps Mr. Burthon was sincere in saying this. -He had had no opportunity to examine Stephen’s -latest creation at close quarters, but on the day of -the trial at Kane Park he had observed the fact -that Stephen had abandoned the automatic balance -he had first patented, and now had recourse to -crossed planes. Both Burthon and his mechanics -considered the original device the best and most -practical, and they depended upon it for the biggest -advertisement of Burthon’s Improved Biplane, -having of course no hint that Stephen had -tested it and found it sadly lacking.</p> - -<p class='c008'>On the 26th the Burthon flyer was ready for -<span class='pageno' id='Page_157'>157</span>trial, and Tot Tyler, after several attempts, got it -into the air and made a short flight that filled the -heart of Mr. Burthon with elation.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Curtiss and the Wrights will do better than -that, though,” observed the ex-chauffeur, “to say -nothing of those daredevils Latham and Hoxsey. -I’ll improve after a few more trials, but I can’t -promise ever to do better than the other fellows -do.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“That isn’t to be expected,” returned Burthon. -“I’m not backing you to excel the performances of -the old aviators; that isn’t my point. The improvements -and novelties we have to show will -take the wind out of the sails of all other aëroplanes -and result in a flood of orders. Comparing -machine for machine, we’re years in advance of -the Wrights and Curtiss—and centuries ahead of -those foreign devices.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Perhaps,” admitted Tot. “But Kane’s aëroplane -is practically the same as your own, and it is -still on the programme.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“It won’t fly, though,” declared Burthon, with -a laugh. “Don’t worry about anything but your -own work, Tyler. Leave all the rest to me.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>The man knew his employer was playing a hazardous -game and that he had stolen outright the -Kane Aircraft, and while the knowledge did not -add to Tot Tyler’s nerve or assurance he was gleeful -<span class='pageno' id='Page_158'>158</span>over the prospect of “doing” his enemy, Cumberford. -The little fellow was bold enough—even -to the point of bravery—and fully as unprincipled -as his employer. His hatred of Cumberford was -so acrid that he would have gone to any length, -even without pay, to defeat his plans, and Burthon -found him an eager and willing tool. Nevertheless, -the little man scented danger ahead of them -and had an idea that trouble was brewing from -some unknown source.</p> - -<p class='c008'>By this time Burthon had begun a campaign of -widespread publicity, and in spite of the long list -of famous aviators in the city the newspapers were -filled with pictures of the Burthon device and accounts -of the marvelous flights of Totham Tyler. -Nothing more was heard of the Kane Aircraft, but -the public had not forgotten it and many were puzzled -that two local aëroplane makers should be exhibiting -identically the same improvements, each -claiming to have originated them. As for the visiting -aviators, they were interested, but held their -peace. The performances at the coming competition -would tell the story of supremacy, and whatever -good points were displayed by the local inventors -could doubtless be adapted to their own -craft. They waited, therefore, for proof of the -glowing claims made in the newspapers. Many -promising inventions have turned out to be -failures.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_159'>159</span>The public was, to an extent, in the same doubting -mood. Kane’s magnificent public flight had -ended with an accident, while Tyler’s preliminary -exhibitions were in no way remarkable as -compared with records already established. The -meet would tell the story.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Meantime Orissa completed her repairs. On -the day that Steve came home from the hospital in -an ambulance she wheeled him in an invalid chair -to the hangar and allowed the boy to inspect a -perfect aircraft. The young man suffered no -pain, and although he was physically helpless his -eye and brain were as keen as ever. Being -wheeled around the device, so that he could observe -it from all sides and at all angles, he made a thorough -examination of his sister’s work and declared -it excellent.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Think you can manage it, Ris?” he asked, referring -to her proposed venture.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I am sure I can,” she promptly replied. “You -must understand—all of you,” turning to confront -Mr. Cumberford and Sybil, who were present, -“that I am not undertaking this flight from -choice. Had Steve been able to exhibit his own -aëroplane I might never have tried to fly alone; but -it seems to me that our fortune, my brother’s future -career, and our friend Mr. Cumberford’s -investment, all hinge upon our making a good -<span class='pageno' id='Page_160'>160</span>showing at Dominguez Field. No one but me is -competent to properly exhibit the aircraft, to show -all its good points and prove what it is capable of -doing. Therefore I have undertaken to save our -reputation and our money, and I am sure that my -decision is proper and right.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I agree with you,” said Steve, eagerly. -“You’re a brave little girl, Ris.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I have but one request to make, Mr. Cumberford,” -she added.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“What is it, Orissa?” he inquired.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Do not advertise me as ‘The Girl Aviator,’ or -by any other such name. I prefer people should -remain ignorant of the fact that a girl is operating -the Kane Aircraft. Can’t you keep quiet about -it?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I can, and will,” he asserted. “Indeed, my -dear, I much prefer that course. It will be all -the more interesting when—when—the discovery -is made.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I do not wish to become a celebrity,” she said, -seriously. “One in the family is enough,” glancing -proudly at Steve, “and I’m afraid nice people -would think me unmaidenly and bold to become a -public aviator. I’m not at all freakish—indeed, -I’m not!—and only stern necessity induces me to -face this ordeal.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“My dear,” said Mr. Cumberford, looking at -<span class='pageno' id='Page_161'>161</span>her admiringly, “your feelings shall be considered -in every possible way. But you must not imagine -you are the first female aviator. In Europe—especially -in France—a score of women have made -successful flights, and not one is considered unwomanly -or has forfeited any claim to the world’s -respect and applause.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“The most successful aviators of the future,” -remarked Stephen, thoughtfully, “are bound to -be women. As a rule they are lighter than men, -more supple and active, quick of perception and -less liable to lose their heads in emergencies. The -operation of an aëroplane is, it seems to me, especially -fitted to women.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Ah!” exclaimed Sybil, with a whimsical glance -at the speaker, “I have discovered my future vocation. -I shall aviate parties of atmospheric -tourists. When the passenger airships are introduced -I’ll become the original sky motoress, and -so win fame and fortune.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Steve laughed, but shook his head.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“The airship of the future will not be a passenger -affair,” he predicted, “but an individual -machine for personal use. They’ll be cheaper -than automobiles, and more useful, for they can -go direct to their destination in a straight ‘air-line.’ -Men will use them to go to business, women -to visit town on shopping expeditions or to -<span class='pageno' id='Page_162'>162</span>take an airing for pleasure; but I’m sure they will -be built for but one person.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Then I’ll have one and become a free lance in -the sky, roaming where I will,” declared Sybil.</p> - -<p class='c008'>This unconventional girl had developed a decided -fancy for the inventor, and while in his presence -it was noticed that she became less reserved -and mysterious than at other times. Steve liked -Sybil, too, although she was so strong a contrast -to his own beautiful sister. When she cared to be -agreeable Miss Cumberford proved interesting -and was, Steve thought, “good company.” Orissa -observed that Sybil invariably presented the -best side of her character to Steve. While he was -in the hospital the girl visited him daily, and now -that he had come home again she passed most of -her time at the hangar.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Cumberford was greatly annoyed to learn -that the Kane headquarters at Dominguez Field -had been given a location in the rear of all the -others, where it would be practically unnoticed. -Of course this slight was attributed to Burthon’s -influence with the committee of arrangements, of -which he was a member. Burthon’s own hangar, -on the contrary, had a very prominent position. -From his man Brewster, as well as from others, -Mr. Cumberford also learned that Burthon had -hinted he would prevent the Kane Aircraft from -taking any part in the contests.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_163'>163</span>All these things worried the Kane party, whose -anxieties would have been sufficient had they not -been forced to encounter the petty malice of Burthon. -Sybil, silently listening to all that was said, -assumed a more mysterious air than usual, and on -the day previous to the opening of the great aviation -meet she informed her father that she would -not accompany him to Dominguez, where he was -bound to attend to all final preparations. The decision -surprised him, but being accustomed to his -daughter’s sudden whims he made no reply and -left her in their rooms at the hotel.</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_164'>164</span> - <h2 id='ch20' class='c003'>CHAPTER XX<br /> <br /><span class='small'>UNCLE AND NIECE</span></h2> -</div> - -<p class='c007'>When her father had gone Sybil addressed a -note to Mr. Burthon which read:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I will call upon you, at your club, for a private -interview at twelve o’clock precisely. As all your -future depends upon this meeting you will not fail -to keep the appointment.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>She signed this message with the initials “S. -C.” and Mr. Burthon, receiving it as he was about -to start for Dominguez in his motor car, for the -messenger had had a lively chase over town to -catch him, read and reread the epistle carefully, -was thoughtful a moment, and then ordered his -man to drive him to the club.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“‘S. C.,’” he mused; “who on earth can it be? -A woman’s handwriting, of course, crude and unformed. -When women intrigue there is usually a -reason for it. Better find out what’s in the wind, -even at the loss of a little valuable time. That’s -the safest plan.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He reached his club at exactly twelve o’clock and -heard a woman inquiring for him of the doorkeeper. -<span class='pageno' id='Page_165'>165</span>He met her, bowed, and without a word -led her to his own private sitting room, on the -third floor. The woman—or was it a girl?—was, -he observed, heavily veiled, but as soon as they -were alone she removed the veil and looked at him -steadfastly from a pair of dark, luminous eyes.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Burthon shifted uneasily in his chair. He -had never seen the girl before, yet there was something -singularly familiar in her features.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Be good enough to tell me who you are,” he -said in the gentle tone he invariably employed toward -women. “I have granted this interview at -your request, but I am very busy to-day and have -little time to spare you.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I am your niece,” she replied, slowly and -deliberately.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh!” he exclaimed; then paused to observe her -curiously. “So, you are my sister Marian’s -daughter.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Exactly.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I knew she had a child, for often she wrote me -about it; but her early death and my estrangement -with your father prevented me from seeing you, -until now. Your mother, my dear, was a—a -noble woman.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You are not telling the truth,” said Sybil, -quietly. “She was quite the contrary.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He started and flushed. Then he replied, somewhat -confused by the girl’s scornful regard:</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_166'>166</span>“At least, I loved her. She was my only -sister.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“And your accomplice.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Eh?” He stared, aghast. Then, quickly recovering -himself, he remarked:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You were rather too young, when she died, to -judge your mother’s character correctly.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“It is true; but I remember her with -abhorrence.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Your father, on the other hand,” observed Mr. -Burthon, his face hardening, “might well deserve -your hatred and aversion. He is a scoundrel.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I have heard him say so,” replied Sybil, smiling, -“but I do not believe it. In any event his iniquity -could not equal that of the Burthons.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“We are complimentary,” said her uncle, returning -the smile with seeming amusement. “But -I regret to say I have no time to further converse -with you to-day. Will you call again, if you have -anything especial to say to me?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“No,” replied Sybil. “You must listen to me -to-day.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“To-morrow—”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“To-morrow,” she interrupted, “you may be -in prison. It is not easy to interview criminals in -jail, is it?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He looked at her now with more than curiosity; -his gaze was searching, half fearful, inquiring.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_167'>167</span>“You speak foolishly,” said he.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Yet you understand me perfectly,” she -returned.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I confess that I do not,” he coldly persisted.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Then I must explain,” said she. “When my -mother died I was but eight years of age. But I -was old for my years, and on her deathbed your -sister placed in my hands a sealed envelope, directing -me to guard it carefully and secretly, and -not to open it until I was eighteen years of age—and -not then unless I had in some way incurred -the enmity and persecution of my uncle, George -Burthon. She said it was her <em>confession</em>.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He sat perfectly still, as if turned to stone, his -eyes fixed full upon the girl’s face. With an effort -he said, in a soft voice:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Have I persecuted you?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Indirectly; yes.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“But you cannot be eighteen yet!”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“No,” she admitted; “I am only seventeen.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He breathed a sigh of relief.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Then—”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“But I am half a Burthon,” Sybil continued, -“and therefore have little respect for the wishes -of others—especially when they interfere with -my own desires. I kept the letter my mother gave -me, but had no interest in opening it until the other -day.”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_168'>168</span>“And you read it then?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Two or three times—perhaps half a dozen—with -great care.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Where is that letter now?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Where you cannot find it, clever as you are. I -may say I have great respect for your cleverness, -my dear uncle, since reading the letter. How paltry -the story of Dr. Jekyl and Mr. Hyde seems -after knowing you!”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He moved uneasily in his seat; but the man was -on the defensive now, and eyed his accuser -steadily.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You seem much like your mother,” he suggested, -reflectively.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“But you are wrong; I am more like my -father.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He shrugged his shoulders.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“What matter, my child? You have a rare inheritance, -on either side.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>They sat in silence a moment. Then he said:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You have not yet confided to me your errand.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“True. I have a request to make which I am -sure you will comply with. You must stop annoying -the Kanes.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He smiled at her.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You have marked them for your own prey—you -and your precious father?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Yes. Your persecution must cease, and at -once.”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_169'>169</span>He seemed thoughtful.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I have an end in view,” said he; “an important -end.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I know; you want to force Orissa to marry -you. But that is absurd. She is scarcely half -your age, and—she despises you.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He flushed at this.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Nevertheless—”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I won’t have it!” cried Sybil, sternly. “And, -another thing: you must withdraw your aëroplane -from the aviation meet to-morrow.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Must?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I used the word advisedly. I have the power -to compel you to obey me, and I intend to use it.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He sat watching her with his eyes slightly narrowed. -Sybil was absolutely composed.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Your mother, my dear,” he presently remarked, -“was a—charming woman, but inclined to -be visionary and imaginative. I have no idea -what she wrote in that letter, but if it is anything -that asperses my character, my integrity or fairness, -it is not true, and can only be accounted for -by the fact that the poor creature was driven insane -by your father, and did not know what she -was doing.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh, indeed!” the girl retorted. “Is it not -true, then, that you were convicted in Baltimore, -twenty years ago, of a dastardly murder and robbery, -<span class='pageno' id='Page_170'>170</span>and sentenced by the court to life imprisonment? -Is it not true that my mother at that time -contrived your escape and secreted you so cleverly -that the officers of the law could never find you?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“It is not true,” he declared, speaking with apparent -effort.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“The letter states that you were arrested and -convicted under the name of Harcliffe; that when -active search for you was finally abandoned you -went with my mother to Chicago, and there began -a new life under your right name of Burthon; that -there your sister met and married my father, although -you opposed the match bitterly, fearing -she would betray your secret to her husband. But -she never did.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“It is not true,” he repeated. “The whole -story is but a tissue of lies.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Then,” said Sybil, “I will telegraph to the police -of Baltimore that the escaped prisoner, Harcliffe, -whom they have been seeking these twenty -years, is here in Los Angeles, and ask them to send -at once someone to identify him. You need not -be afraid, for the story is false. They will come, -I will point you out to them, and they will declare -you are not the man. Then I will believe you—not -before.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He sat a long time, his head upon his hand, looking -at her reflectively. At the same time her dark -eyes were fixed upon him with equal intentness.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_171'>171</span>By and by she laughed aloud, but there was no -mirth in the sound.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Not that, dear uncle,” she said, as if he had -spoken. “Am I not my mother’s daughter, and -my clever uncle’s own niece? You cannot quiet me -by murder, for in that case my revenge is fully -provided for. I know you, and I did not venture -upon this disagreeable errand unprepared. There -is a plain clothes man at the street door, who, if I -do not emerge from this club in—” she looked at -her watch—“in fifteen minutes, will summon -assistance, guard every exit, and then search your -rooms for my body. The doorkeeper has my name -and knows that I am here. Therefore, to injure -me now would be to thrust your head into the -hangman’s noose. Afterward you will be very -considerate of my welfare, for from this day any -harm that befalls me will lead to your prompt arrest -and the disclosure of your secret.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He threw out his hands with a despairing, helpless -gesture.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“What a demon you are!” he cried.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I believe I am,” said Sybil, slowly. “I hate -myself for being obliged to act in this dramatic -fashion—to threaten and bully like a coward—but -being blessed with so unscrupulous an uncle I cannot -accomplish my purpose in a more dignified -way.”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_172'>172</span>“State your demands, then,” said he.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I have stated them.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“To withdraw my aëroplane from the aviation -meet would mean my ruin. I have sold my real -estate and brokerage business and invested my -money in aviation; I positively cannot withdraw -now.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You must. To whine of ruin is absurd. I -know that my father paid you a quarter of a million -for your mine. You also obtained, without -doubt, a good sum for your business. So far you -cannot have invested more than a few thousand -dollars in your attempt to steal Stephen Kane’s -invention. My advice, sir, is to get away from -here as soon as you can. Go to London or Paris, -where there is more interest in aviation than here, -and make a business of flying, if you will. But -the Kane device is fully protected by foreign patents, -and any infringement will be promptly -prosecuted.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You are merciless,” he complained.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You will find me so.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I am a member of the Aëro Club. I cannot, -without arousing suspicion, withdraw my aëroplane -from the meet.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“If you do not I will telegraph to Baltimore.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>The threat seemed to crush him and still any -further remonstrances.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_173'>173</span>“Very well,” he returned; “if you have finished -your errand please leave me. I must—consider—my—position.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>She rose, cast one scornful glance at him and -walked out of the room, leaving him seated with -bowed head, dejected and utterly defeated.</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_174'>174</span> - <h2 id='ch21' class='c003'>CHAPTER XXI<br /> <br /><span class='small'>MR. H. CHESTERTON RADLEY-TODD</span></h2> -</div> - -<p class='c007'>There lived in Los Angeles at that time one of -those unaccountable individuals whom nature, in -fashioning, endows with such contradictory qualities -that their fellow creatures are unable to judge -them correctly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>He was a young man, fresh from college, whose -name was engraved upon his cards as H. Chesterton -Radley-Todd, but whom his new acquaintances -promptly dubbed “Chesty Todd.” Having finished -his collegiate course he had been at a loss -what to do next, so he drifted to the Pacific coast -and presently connected himself with the Los Angeles -<cite>Tribune</cite> as literary critic, society reporter -and general penistic roustabout.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Radley-Todd had a round, baby face; expressionless -and therefore innocent blue eyes that -bulged a little; charmingly perfect teeth; an awkward -demeanor; a stumbling, hesitating mode of -speech and the intellectual acumen of a Disraeli. -He was six feet and three inches tall and dressed -like a dandy. People estimated him as a mollycoddle -<span class='pageno' id='Page_175'>175</span>at first acquaintance; wondered presently -if he possessed hidden talents, and finally gave him -up as a problem not worth solving. No one believed -in his ability, even when he demonstrated it; -because, as they truly said, he “did not look as if -he amounted to shucks.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>That such a callow youth, predoomed to adverse -judgment, should be able to secure a position on a -daily paper seemed remarkable. But the <cite>Tribune</cite> -loves to employ green and budding “talent,” -which can be had at a nominal salary. The managing -editor shrewdly contends that these young -fellows work with an enthusiasm and perseverance -unknown to older and more experienced journalists, -because they have a notion that the world is -their oyster and a newspaper job the knife that -opens it. When they discover their mistake they -are dismissed and other ambitious ones take their -places. Mr. H. Chesterton Radley-Todd was at -present enjoying this fleeting prominence, and occasionally -the editor would read his copy with genuine -amazement and wonder from what source he -had stolen its brilliance and power.</p> - -<p class='c008'>So, when the great aviation meet approached -and every man, woman and child in Southern California -was eager for details concerning it and demanded -pages of description of the various participating -aëroplanes and aviators, in advance of -<span class='pageno' id='Page_176'>176</span>their exhibition, and when Tom Dunbar, the -<cite>Tribune’s</cite> expert on aviation, was suddenly -stricken with pneumonia, “Chesty” Todd was assigned -to this important department.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Dig for every scrap of information that can -possibly be unearthed,” said the editor to him. -“Spread it out as much as you can, for the dear -public wants a cyclone of aërial gossip and will devour -every word of it. When there isn’t any -broth don’t fear to manufacture some; any ‘mistake’ -in the preliminaries will be forgotten as soon -as the big meet is in full swing.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Chesty nodded; stumbled against a chair on his -way out; stepped on the toe of the private stenographer -and slammed the door to muffle her scream. -Then he made his way to Dominguez Field; -strolled among the hangars with his hands in his -pockets and imbibed unimportant information by -the column.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Two things, however, really interested the reporter. -One was the popular interest in the Kane -Aircraft, which was now in its hangar and invited -inspection. Wilson and Brewster, the latter now -openly in the employ of Mr. Cumberford, guarded -the local aëroplane and explained its unique features -to an eager throng. For, although the Kane -hangar was in a retired location—“around the corner,” -in fact—a bigger crowd besieged it, on this -<span class='pageno' id='Page_177'>177</span>last day preceding the official opening of the meet, -than visited the older and better known devices. -Stephen Kane’s remarkable flight at Kane Park, -which was followed by his peculiar accident, was of -course responsible for much of the interest manifested -in his machine; and this interest was shared -by the experienced aviators present, who silently -examined the novel improvements of the young inventor -and forbore to discuss them or their alleged -merits.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“What do you think of it?” Chesty Todd asked -an aviator of national prominence.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Looks good,” was the evasive reply. “Cumberford, -who is managing the Kane campaign, has -been trying hard to get a man to fly it, but so far -without success. Pity the thing can’t be exhibited. -Young Kane, who was entered as the aviator, -broke his leg and is now out of it.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>The reporter made a mental note of this; he -would find out the plans of the Kane party and -make a two column story of their hope or despair.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Later in the afternoon another thing puzzled -him. Burthon, the direct competitor of Kane, -suddenly and without explanation withdrew his -aëroplane from the meet and actually took it from -the field, closing his hangar. The officials and -others interested were amazed, and the action -aroused considerable comment.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_178'>178</span>Chesty Todd scented a story. He secured an -automobile and followed Burthon and Tot Tyler -at a distance, until they placed the aëroplane in the -old workshop at South Pasadena. He crept up -to the shed unobserved and found half a dozen men -busily putting the parts together again and preparing -the device for use. Why, since it had been -withdrawn from the aviation meet?</p> - -<p class='c008'>Todd and Burthon walked out and went to a -near by restaurant, where the reporter found -them seated in a corner engaged in earnest conversation. -Chesty made signs to the waiter that -he was deaf and dumb, secured a seat at a table -within hearing distance of Burthon and his chauffeur, -and overheard enough to give him a clew to -their latest conspiracy. Then he went away, regained -his automobile and drove straight to the -Alexandria Hotel.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Cumberford had insisted on the Kanes taking -rooms at the hotel during the meet, and all -three were now established there, Mrs. Kane having -decided to go each day to Dominguez, where -Stephen and Sybil could tell her of the events as -they occurred. In a way the blind woman would -thus be able to participate and avoid the anxiety -and suspense of remaining at the bungalow while -her daughter undertook the hazardous feat of -operating Stephen’s aëroplane. The Cumberford -<span class='pageno' id='Page_179'>179</span>automobile was placed at the disposal of mother -and son, and the young inventor could watch the -flight of his machine while propped among the -cushions, Sybil being at his side to attend him and -his mother.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The party had just finished dinner and assembled -in the Cumberford sitting room when Chesty -Todd’s card was brought in. It was marked -“Tribune” and Mr. Cumberford decided to go -down to the office and see the reporter, as it was -not his purpose to snub the press at this critical -juncture. However, the young man discouraged -him at first sight. His appearance was, as usual, -against him.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Will the Kane Aircraft take part in the contests?” -he inquired.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Certainly,” replied Mr. Cumberford.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You have secured a man to—er—run the -thing?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“We have secured an operator.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Chesty stared at him, his comprehensive mind -alert. Why did Cumberford turn his reply to -evade the “man” proposition? Could a woman -operate an aëroplane? Perhaps none but an inexperienced -youth would have dreamed of the -possibility.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Has Stephen Kane any family?” he cautiously -asked.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_180'>180</span>“A mother and sister. He is unmarried.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“How old is the sister?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Seventeen.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh!” The age seemed to eliminate her. “And -the mother?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>It was Cumberford’s turn to stare.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“The mother is blind,” he said.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Radley-Todd’s thoughts took another turn.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Have you a family, sir?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I have a daughter, an only child. Mrs. Cumberford -is not living.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“And your daughter’s age, sir?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Seventeen. She is the same age as Orissa -Kane.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Are the young ladies—er—interested in -airships?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Cumberford did not like these questions. -He knew that a reporter is akin to a detective, and -began to fear the youth was on the track of their -secret. So he answered rather stiffly:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Fairly so. Everyone seems interested in aviation -these days. It interests me.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Chesty saw he would not confess; so he tried -another tack.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Mr. Burthon is your brother-in-law, I believe.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Cumberford nodded.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You are—eh—enemies?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Mr. Radley-Todd, or whatever your name is,” -<span class='pageno' id='Page_181'>181</span>angrily glancing at the card, “I do not object to -being interviewed on the subject of the Kane Aircraft, -or the coming aviation meet. But your -questions are becoming personal and are wide of -the mark. You will please confine yourself to -legitimate topics.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>The young man rose and bowed.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Excuse me,” he said in his halting way; “a -reporter is often forced to appear impertinent -when he does not intend to be so. At present I -am—er—face to face with a curious—er—complication. -I have discovered—eh—unintentionally—that -your er, er—aviator will be in great danger -to-morrow. If it’s a man, I don’t care. I don’t -like you, Mr. Cumberford, and I wouldn’t lift a -finger to save the Kane Aircraft from going to -pot. Why should I—eh? It’s nothing to me. But -if one of those girls—your daughter or Kane’s -sister, is to fly the thing, I feel it my—er—duty -to say: look out!”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He started to go, but Cumberford grabbed his -arm.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“What do you mean?” he demanded sternly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Is it a girl?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You won’t betray us? You won’t publish it?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Not at present.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Orissa Kane will operate the aircraft.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Chesty looked at his boots reflectively.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_182'>182</span>“Don’t let her undertake it, sir,” he said. “If -you can’t find a man, follow Burthon’s example -and withdraw your—eh—airship from the meet. -Better withdraw it, anyhow—that’s the best move—if -you don’t wish to court disaster.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Explain yourself, sir!”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I won’t. I’m not going to spoil a good story -for my paper—and a scoop in the bargain—to -satisfy your curiosity. But Miss Kane—May I -see her a moment?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Cumberford reflected.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“If you warn her of danger you will take away -her nerve. She’s the only person on earth competent -to operate the Kane Aircraft, and to withdraw -the aëroplane would mean the ruin of her -brother’s fortune and ambitions.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I don’t know her brother; I don’t care a fig -for him. If I see the girl I shall warn her,” said -the reporter.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Then you shall not see her.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Very good. But you will tell her to look out?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“What for?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“For danger.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“When?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“At all times; especially during her flight.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“There is always danger of accident, of course.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“This won’t be an accident—if it happens,” -said Chesty Todd, decidedly.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_183'>183</span>“But who would wish to injure Orissa?” asked -Cumberford, wonderingly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Think it over,” said the reporter. “If -you’ve one deadly enemy—a person who will stick -at nothing, being desperate—that’s the man.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>With this he coolly walked away, leaving Mr. -Cumberford considerably disturbed. But he -thought it over and decided to say nothing to -Orissa. The warning might refer to Burthon, who -was the only person they might expect trouble -from, although to Cumberford’s astonishment -Burthon had quit the field at the last moment -and abandoned the contest. Knowing nothing of -Sybil’s interview with her uncle, that action -seemed to indicate, to Cumberford’s mind, that -Burthon had weakened.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Under no circumstances would he have permitted -Orissa to face an unknown danger, but it -occurred to him, after thinking over the interview, -that Mr. H. Chesterton Radley-Todd was a fair -example of a fool.</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_184'>184</span> - <h2 id='ch22' class='c003'>CHAPTER XXII <br /> <br /><span class='small'>THE FLYING GIRL</span></h2> -</div> - -<p class='c007'>The morning of the first day of the long heralded -aviation meet dawned bright and sunny, as only -a Southern California January morning can. By -seven o’clock vast throngs were hurrying southward -to Dominguez—a broad plain midway between -Los Angeles and the ocean—where much -important aviation history has been made.</p> - -<p class='c008'>By nine o’clock the grand stand was packed and -“automobile row” occupied by hundreds of motor -cars, filled with ladies in gay apparel, their escorts -and imperturbable chauffeurs. The crowd was -beginning to circle the vast field, too, and nearly -every face bore an excited, eager expression.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The events scheduled might well arouse the interest -of a people just awakened to the possibilities -of aërial navigation. Important prizes had -been offered by wealthy men and corporations for -the most daring flights of the meet. Ten thousand -dollars would go to the aviator showing the most -skillful and adroit handling of an aëroplane; five -thousand for the longest flight; another five thousand -<span class='pageno' id='Page_185'>185</span>for an endurance test and a like sum to the -one attaining the greatest height. In addition to -these generous purses, two thousand dollars would -be given for the best starting and alighting device -exhibited and two thousand for the best safety device. -For speed several huge purses were donated, -and altogether the aviators present would -compete for more than fifty thousand dollars in -gold, besides various medals and cups and the -priceless prestige gained by excelling in a competition -where the most successful and famed airships -and aviators of the world congregated.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Therefore, it is little wonder public interest was -excited and every aviator determined to do his -best. Many thronged the hangars, asking innumerable -questions of the good-natured attendants, -who recognized the popular ignorance of -modern flying devices and were tolerant and communicative -to a degree.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The morning events were of minor importance, -although several clever exhibitions of flying were -given. But at two o’clock the competition for -skillful handling of an aëroplane in midair was -scheduled, and at that time the appetite of each -spectator was whetted for the great spectacle.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The day seemed ideal for aviation; the sky was -flecked with fleecy clouds and scarcely a breath of -air could be felt at the earth’s surface.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_186'>186</span>Now came the first appearance of the Kane Aircraft. -It had not been brought from the hangar -during the forenoon and, in watching such celebrated -aëroplanes as the Bleriot, Farman, Antoinette, -Curtiss and Wright, manned by the greatest -living aëronauts, those assembled had almost forgotten -that a local inventor was to enter the lists -with them. The secretary of the Aëro Club and -others interested had expected Mr. Burthon to -protest against allowing the Kane device to be -operated, on the ground that Kane was entered to -operate it and was unable to do so; but for some -unaccountable reason Burthon remained silent, -not even appearing at the field, and Mr. Cumberford’s -explanation that the “Kane” in this instance -meant the young man’s sister, satisfied the -officials perfectly. Naturally they were surprised -and even startled at the idea of a girl taking part -in the great aviation meet, but hailed the innovation -with keenest interest.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Suddenly, while the field was clear and half a -dozen aëroplanes hovered in the air above it, the -Kane Aircraft rolled into the open space, circled -before the grand stand and then, gracefully and -without effort, mounted into the air.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Those who had witnessed Stephen’s prior performance -were not astonished at this unassisted -rise from earth to air, but all were delighted by -<span class='pageno' id='Page_187'>187</span>the grace and beauty of the ascent and a roar of -applause burst spontaneously from the crowd. -The peculiar construction of the aircraft so diverted -attention from its aviator that few marked -the slender form of Orissa, or knew that a girl -was making this daring flight.</p> - -<p class='c008'>There were some, however, whose eyes were -eagerly rivetted on the indistinct figure of the flying -girl and utterly disregarded the machine. -Stephen, comfortably propped among the cushions -of the motor car with his mother seated behind him -and Sybil opposite, divided his attention between -his sister and his creation. Mr. Cumberford, -knowing what the machine would do, watched Orissa -through a powerful glass and decided from -the first that she was cool and capable. Chesty -Todd also watched the girlish figure, with a more -intense interest than he had ever before displayed -during his brief and uneventful lifetime.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The reporter had been worried lest Mr. Cumberford -neglect to warn the girlish operator of the -Kane Aircraft of danger; so he pushed through -the crowd about the hangar and just as Orissa -passed the doorway, seated in her aëroplane, he -said in a low voice: “Look out—for a collision!”</p> - -<p class='c008'>She started and cast an inquiring look at him, -but there was no time to reply. The machine had -been drawn by the assistants to a clear space and -<span class='pageno' id='Page_188'>188</span>she must devote her attention to her work. As -she threw in the lever Mr. Cumberford, who stood -beside the aircraft, hurriedly whispered: “Be -careful, Orissa—look out for danger!” Then she -was off, facing the thousands on the field, with -nerve and brain resolutely bent upon the task she -had undertaken.</p> - -<p class='c008'>It was no indifferent thing this brave girl attempted. -Until now her acquaintance with an -aëroplane had been wholly theoretical; it was her -first flight; yet so thoroughly did she understand -every part of her air vehicle—what it was for and -how to use it—that she had implicit confidence in -herself and in her machine. Naturally level-headed, -alert and quick to think and to act, Orissa -was no more afraid of soaring in the air than of -riding in an automobile. Aside from her desire -to operate the aircraft so skillfully that her -brother’s invention would be fully appreciated she -was determined to attempt the winning of the ten -thousand dollar prize, which would establish the -Kane fortunes on a secure basis. Enough for one -untried, seventeen-year-old girl to think of, was -it not? And small wonder that she absolutely -forgot the impressive warnings she had received.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The air is a mighty thoroughfare, free and untrammeled. -The little group of aëroplanes operating -over Dominguez—darting here and there, -<span class='pageno' id='Page_189'>189</span>up and down—had little chance of colliding, for -there was space enough and to spare. Orissa knew -all about air currents and their peculiarities and -she also knew that her greatest safety lay in high -altitudes. With a feeling of rapturous exhilaration -she began to realize her control of the craft -and her dominance of the air. A masterful desire -crept over her to accomplish great deeds in -aviation.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Those who were watching from below—judges, -friends and spectators—saw her steadily mounting, -higher and higher, until she seemed to fade -out of sight like the figure in a moving picture, -with nothing but a little iron-and-wood skeleton -and the chugging of a tiny engine to ward off -death. Then she came into sight again, a little -smudge of grayish white against the shifting -clouds. To see her up there, a mere speck dodging -among the storm clouds, reminded the observers, -as nothing in aviation has ever done before, of the -awful audacity of man in building these mechanical -birds. As they watched they found themselves -hoping—as a child might—that in some way the -brave little speck would manage to escape those -gigantic sky monsters. Then one seized the aircraft, -and just as the sun caught and flung back to -earth a flash from one of the busy propeller-blades -a huge cloud swallowed up machine and aviator -and they vanished like mist.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_190'>190</span>It was odd how the terror of the spectators increased -at this sudden disappearance; they knew -that somewhere in that awesome, infinite firmament -a frail thing made by the hand of man was -battling with nature’s most mysterious forces for -supremacy. And man won. In less than a minute -there was another flash of sunlight and the -little gray speck emerged saucily from behind the -cloud and made a dive for another.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Then the speck in the sky began to grow larger, -and Orissa attempted an amazing dive earthward -that caused the throng to fall silent, motionless, -gazing with bated breaths and startled eyes at the -thrilling scene. It was a long swoop out of space -and into being; a series of dives half a mile long -and each nearly straight down.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The girl glided earthward until the aircraft -nearly touched the ground; then she adroitly tilted -it up again and tore away around the course in -great circles, while the spectators, roused to life, -thundered their applause.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Her control of the aëroplane was really wonderful. -Again, encouraged by her success, she -shot up into the air, rising to the height of half a -mile and then performing the hazardous evolution -known to aviators as the “spiral dip.” She began -by circling widely, at an even elevation, and -then dipping the nose of the aircraft and narrowing -<span class='pageno' id='Page_191'>191</span>the circles as she plunged swiftly downward -with constantly accelerating speed. It was a bewildering -and hair-raising performance, and no -one but Walter Brookins had ever before undertaken -it.</p> - -<p class='c008'>A dozen feet from the ground Orissa reined in -her Pegasus and glided over the group of hangars -on her inclined ascent—the third she had made -without alighting. There were other aëroplanes -doing interesting “stunts,” and each aviator -seemed to be exercising his ingenuity to excel all -others, yet the eyes of the crowd followed the Kane -Aircraft with an absorbed fascination that relegated -other contestants to the rear.</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_192'>192</span> - <h2 id='ch23' class='c003'>CHAPTER XXIII<br /> <br /><span class='small'>A BATTLE IN THE AIR</span></h2> -</div> - -<p class='c007'>“What is she doing now?” asked Mrs. Kane, -anxiously.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Soaring in the air about half a mile high and -a half mile to the northward,” replied Steve.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“And performing wonders,” added Sybil, with -enthusiasm. “I had no idea the aircraft could be -controlled so perfectly.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Nor I,” admitted the young inventor, modestly. -“It really seems like a thing of life under -her management, and I am sure I could not have -exhibited its good points half as well as little Ris -is doing.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Are any other aëroplanes flying?” Mrs. Kane -inquired.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh, yes,” said Sybil. “There are several in -the air, doing really marvelous things; but all -seem to keep away from Orissa and are more to -the south of us. There’s one, though!” she added -suddenly. “Isn’t that an aëroplane coming from -the far north, Steve?”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_193'>193</span>He looked carefully through the field glasses he -held.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Why—yes! It surely is an aëroplane. But -how did it get over there?” he exclaimed. “I’ve -been watching the other contestants, and they’re -all near by. Who can it be?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Sybil had glasses, too, and she focussed them on -the approaching airship.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“It looks very much like Uncle Burthon’s imitation -of the aircraft,” she murmured.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“By Jove! That’s what it is!” cried Steve. -“How dare he fly it, after it has been withdrawn?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Uncle Burthon will dare anything,” she retorted, -coldly. “But he is making the mistake of -his life to-day—if that is really his aëroplane.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Why, he’s driving straight toward Orissa,” -said Steve, indignantly. “What is the fellow trying -to do—bump the aircraft?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Sybil laid a warning hand on his arm and -glanced into the blind woman’s startled face.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Orissa is all right,” she announced in calm -tones.</p> - -<p class='c008'>But Orissa did not seem all right to Steve, who -was growing excessively nervous; nor even to -Sybil, whose face was stern and set as she watched -the maneuvers of the two craft through her -powerful glasses.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_194'>194</span>“It’s Tyler,” she said softly, meaning that the -little chauffeur was operating Burthon’s device. -Steve nodded, and thereafter they were silent.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Swift as a dart the Burthon aëroplane approached -Orissa, who was deliberately circling -this way and that as she glided through the air. -She saw it coming, but at first paid little heed, -thinking Tyler intended to pass by. But he altered -his course to keep his machine headed -directly for her and in gravely examining the -approaching craft the girl noticed two slender -steel blades projecting from his front elevator, -like extended sword blades. They were slightly -upcurved at the points, and while Orissa marveled -to see such things attached to an aëroplane the -thought occurred to her that if those blades struck -her planes they would rend the cloth to shreds and -destroy their sustaining surfaces. In that case -one result was inevitable—a sudden drop to earth, -and death.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Even as this thought crossed her mind the -Burthon aëroplane came driving toward her at -full speed. Filled with dismay she could only -stare helplessly until the thing was so near that -she could distinctly see the scowling face and -glaring eyes of Tyler, intent on mischief. Then, -without realizing her action, she caused the aircraft -to duck, and the other swept over her so -<span class='pageno' id='Page_195'>195</span>closely that Tyler’s running gear almost scraped -her planes.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa’s machine rolled alarmingly a moment, -but she quickly regained control and then looked -to see where Tyler was. He had turned and again -was swooping toward her, at a slight downward -angle. Orissa ascended to escape him, now realizing -the man’s wicked determination to destroy -the aircraft, and Tyler, displaying unexpected -skill, altered his course to follow her.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The girl, thoroughly alarmed, now turned to -flee, scarcely realizing what she did. Tyler followed -like some huge bird of prey and, curiously -enough, gained upon the Kane Aircraft. The two -sets of engines were chugging away steadily, all -the propellers revolving like clockwork, while the -two rival aëroplanes answered obediently the -slightest movements of their rudders.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Finding a straight flight would not permit her -to escape her enemy, the girl swerved and began -circling widely. After her came Tyler, the wicked -looking blades that protruded from his elevator -gleaming menacingly in the sunlight, his features -distorted by hate and murderously determined.</p> - -<p class='c008'>In the circles Orissa seemed able to keep her -distance, but the poor child was so bewildered by -this pitiless attack that her head was in a whirl -and only by instinct could she handle the levers -and wheel to guide her flight.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_196'>196</span>Tyler now observed several aëroplanes approaching -at full speed, and realized he must end -the chase quickly or be driven from his prey and -prevented from carrying out his diabolical design. -He made a quick turn to head off Orissa’s circle -and the dreadful blades almost touched her lower -plane as she dodged them. Tyler swept round -again, but in his eagerness forgot his balance. -Perhaps the man relied too much on the automatic -device that had once brought Stephen to grief; -anyway his aëroplane developed a side motion -that nearly shook him from his seat. He tried in -vain to restore the balance. The jar caused the -motors to slip; the engines stopped dead; with a -rending sound the huge planes collapsed and the -wreck of Burthon’s biplane began to sink downward. -Tyler was pitched headlong from his seat, -but caught a rail and clung to it desperately as -with ever increasing speed the fall to earth -continued.</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> -<div id='il04' class='figcenter id002'> -<img src='images/image201.jpg' alt='The Rescue.' class='ig001' /> -<div class='ic002'> -<p><span class='sc'>The Rescue.</span></p> -</div> -</div> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_197'>197</span>Orissa had witnessed the accident and with the -sudden transition from danger to safety the girl’s -wits returned and she regained her coolness. As -she saw Tyler falling to his death, a quick conception -of the situation inspired her to action. The -Kane Aircraft suddenly tipped and began one of -those tremendous dives through space which it -had accomplished earlier in the day. Orissa’s -aëroplane was absolutely under control, even at -this thrilling moment, while the wreck to which -Tyler clung was somewhat restrained in its fall -by the mass of fluttering canvas and splintered -bows. Although the weight of its engines and -tanks dragged it swiftly down, Orissa’s aircraft -dove much more rapidly. Five hundred feet -above the earth she overtook Tyler, guided her -aëroplane dangerously close to the man, and cried -out to him to seize it. He may not have heard or -understood her, but an instinct of self-preservation -such as leads a drowning man to grasp at a -straw induced him to clutch her footrail, and at -the same moment Orissa turned the machine, so -as not to become entangled in the wreck, and began -a more gradual descent, the little chauffeur -dangling from her footrail while, alert and masterful, -the girl controlled her overladen craft.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Down, down they came, and thirty thousand -pair of startled, wondering eyes followed them as -if entranced. Orissa had not looked to see where -she would land, for until this moment she had been -so thoroughly occupied with the chase and the -rescue of her enemy that she never once glanced -toward the ground. But the hand of fate was -guiding our brave young aviator. Her aircraft, -maintaining a safe angle, settled directly upon -Dominguez Field, where Tyler released his hold -<span class='pageno' id='Page_198'>198</span>and rolled unconscious upon the ground. Orissa’s -machine sped forward on its running gear and -came to a stop just before the crowded grand -stand.</p> - -<p class='c008'>No one who witnessed that exciting event will -ever forget the mad shouts that rent the air when -the Kane Aircraft, safe from its battle in the -clouds, came to rest just in front of the gasping -throng that had watched it with a fascination akin -to horror. A hundred eager onlookers surrounded -the machine, plucked the aviator from her -seat and held her aloft for all to see, while the -discovery that a young girl was the heroine of the -terrible adventure caused them to marvel anew.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The applause redoubled; men shouted until they -were hoarse; women wept, laughed hysterically -and waved their handkerchiefs; everyone stood -up to applaud; thousands crowded the field about -Orissa, who by this time was herself softly crying, -until Stephen, white as a ghost, directed his man -to run the motor car through the crowd to his -sister’s side and assist her aboard.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Cumberford took no part in this ovation. -He was rushing about the field, flinging everyone -out of his way with mad excitement and asking -continually: “Where is he? Where is Tyler? -What has become of him?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>No one heeded him for a time, as every eye was -<span class='pageno' id='Page_199'>199</span>on Orissa, every individual striving to get near -her, to touch her—as if she had been a goddess -whose hand could confer untold blessings and -remedy the ills of the world. But after a while -Cumberford found a man who deigned to give him -the desired information.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“The fellow who was rescued?” he said. “Oh, -he fainted dead away the minute he touched solid -ground.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“And what became of him?” demanded -Cumberford.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Why, the crowd wanted to mob him, it seemed, -and I guess that faint was the only thing that -saved him from being torn to pieces.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Well—well! What then?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Then a tall young fellow grabbed him up, -chucked him into an automobile and got away -with him.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Where?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“How the blazes do <em>I</em> know, stranger? I only -saw them get away, that’s all.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>This information was later confirmed by several -others, but Orissa’s manager was unable to -learn who had taken Tyler away or where they -had gone. Cumberford was in an ugly mood, his -heart throbbing with a fierce desire for vengeance. -Tyler had escaped him for the moment but he -vowed he would never rest until both Burthon and -his chauffeur were behind the bars.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_200'>200</span>He was still pursuing his futile inquiries when -Brewster approached him and said his daughter, -with Stephen, Orissa and their mother, awaited -him at the hangar, which was besieged by an excited -throng. Directing the man to look after the -aircraft and get it safely housed, he hurried away -and managed to squeeze through the mass of -humanity surrounding the hangar and gain -admittance.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Within he found Orissa the center of a group of -aviators who were earnestly congratulating the -girl on her escape and flooding her with compliments -and praise for her skillful handling of the -aëroplane. They were noble fellows, these professional -aviators, and unselfish enough to be -honestly enthusiastic over Miss Kane’s performances. -The girl’s beauty and modesty won them -at once, and adding these charming qualities to -her cleverness and bravery, to-day fully proven, -it is not difficult to understand why Orissa Kane -from this moment became a prime favorite with -every disciple of aviation.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Just now, however, Orissa was embarrassed -and a little distressed by all this laudation, following -the spirited ovation tendered her by the -public at large, so her nerves were beginning to -fail her when by good fortune Mr. Cumberford -appeared. He saw at once her condition and without -<span class='pageno' id='Page_201'>201</span>stopping to add a word of praise or congratulation -managed to hurry her out of the back entrance, -past the surging crowd that was even here -in evidence, and into their automobile. The others -of the party followed with less difficulty and soon -they were all headed for town and speeding -swiftly along the roadway.</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_202'>202</span> - <h2 id='ch24' class='c003'>CHAPTER XXIV<br /> <br /><span class='small'>THE CRIMINAL</span></h2> -</div> - -<p class='c007'>As soon as Sybil reached her room at the hotel -she wrote a line to her uncle, Mr. Burthon, which -said: “I have wired to Baltimore.” Summoning -a messenger she instructed him to search for Mr. -Burthon until he found him and then place the -message in his hands. She delayed sending the -telegram just then, but was so angry and indignant -that she was fully resolved to do so during -the evening.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Meantime Orissa, who to an extent had recovered -from her excitement, was being petted by -the family party in the sitting room that had been -reserved for them. Poor Mrs. Kane, having -hugged and kissed her child and wept over her -terrible danger and miraculous escape, now held -the girl’s hand fast in her own and could not bear -to let it go. Stephen was full of eager praise and, -ignoring for the time the final incident of the -flight, led Orissa to talk of her aërial exhibition -and the admirable behavior of the aircraft, together -<span class='pageno' id='Page_203'>203</span>with its perfect adjustment and obedience -under all conditions.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You’ve won the prize, dear,” he asserted confidently. -“No one else did half as much or did it -as well, to say nothing of your skillful dodging of -that scoundrel Tyler. But I can’t let you make -another flight, little sister. You are too precious -to us all for us to let you risk your life in this way. -The aircraft will have to stand by its record for -that one flight—at least for this meet.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh, no,” protested Orissa; “I’ll go again to-morrow, -Steve. I want to. The sensation is glorious, -and I’m sure that monster, Tyler—or his -master, Burthon—will be unable to get another -aëroplane to chase me. I shall be perfectly safe, -for your aircraft was from first to last like a thing -with life and intelligence. I understand it, and it -understands me.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I wonder if Burthon really sent Tyler on that -murderous errand,” said Steve, thoughtfully.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Of course he did!” declared Mr. Cumberford, -entering the room in time to hear the remark. -“Here’s a letter for you, Orissa, just left at -the office, and I’m pretty sure it’s Burthon’s -handwriting.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa took the letter, opened it, and read aloud:</p> -<p class='c009'>“<i>Do not, I beg of you, my dear Orissa, -accuse me of inciting that fool Tyler’s mad -<span class='pageno' id='Page_204'>204</span>attack upon your aëroplane. The man -stole the machine from its hangar and, -crazed by my withdrawal from the meet, -which deprived him of the chance of becoming -famous, and inspired by anger -toward Cumberford, who had at one time -maliciously assaulted him and whom he -thought responsible for my withdrawal, -he made a desperate attempt to wreck -your aëroplane without knowing who was -operating it. As soon as I found my machine -gone I hurried to Dominguez and -arrived in time to see the terrible result of -Tyler’s madness and your noble rescue of -him. I am leaving the city to-night and -may never see your sweet face again, but -I do not wish you to misjudge me and -have, therefore, made this explanation, -which is honest and sincere. I trust you -will remember me only as a true and loyal -friend who would willingly sacrifice his -unhappy life to save you from harm. Now -and always faithfully yours</i>,</p> - -<div class='c010'>“<span class='sc'>George Burthon</span>.”</div> -<p class='c011'>During the reading Sybil had entered and -quietly seated herself, listening with lip scornfully -curled to her uncle’s protestations of innocence. -For a moment after Orissa finished the -letter all were silent. Then said Orissa, gently:</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_205'>205</span>“I’m so glad Mr. Burthon had no hand in it!”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Bah!” sneered Cumberford; “Burthon is a -liar. I don’t believe a word of his lame excuse.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Nor I,” added Stephen, gravely. “Tyler is a -hired assassin, that’s all. I think Burthon is -frightened, and wishes to throw us off the track -and put the blame on his tool, before running -away.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I hope that is a lie, too—about his running -away,” said Mr. Cumberford. “If Burthon escapes -scot-free I shall be greatly disappointed. -But the fellow is so tricky that if he says he is -going you may rest assured he means to stay.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I think not, Daddy,” remarked Sybil, in her -cold, even tones. “My uncle is in earnest this -time and I doubt if you ever see or hear of George -Burthon again.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>A knock at the door startled the little group. -Mr. Cumberford stepped forward and opened it -to find a tall, blue-eyed young man standing in -the hall. He recognized Mr. Radley-Todd—the -<cite>Tribune</cite> reporter—at once, and said stiffly:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You are intruding, sir. I left word at the -office that Miss Kane and I would see the newspaper -men at eight o’clock, but not before.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>He started to close the door, but Chesty Todd -inserted one long leg into the opening, smiling -pleasantly as he said:</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_206'>206</span>“This isn’t a newspaper errand; let me in.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Cumberford let him in, throwing wide the -door, for there was an earnest ring in the young -fellow’s voice that could not be denied.</p> - -<p class='c008'>After Chesty Todd had entered, stumbling over -the rug and bowing low to the ladies, another -form shuffled silently through the doorway in his -wake—a little, dried-up, withered man with -tousled hair, his cap under his arm, a woebegone -and hopeless expression on his leathery face.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Tyler!” cried a surprised chorus.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The ex-chauffeur did not acknowledge the greeting. -Chesty, extending one arm toward the man -as if he were exhibiting a trained animal, said -sternly:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Down on your knees!”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Tyler bumped his kneecaps upon the floor in an -attitude of meek humiliation.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Now, then!”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“M-m-m—pardon,” gurgled the little chauffeur, -not with contrition but rather as an enforced -plea for mercy.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Chesty kicked his shins.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Get up,” he commanded.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Tyler slowly rose, surveyed the group stealthily -from beneath his brows and then dropped his -eyes again, standing with bowed shoulders before -them and nervously twirling his cap in his hands.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_207'>207</span>“Here,” announced Chesty, pointing impressively -to the culprit, “stands the murderous -ruffian known to infamy as Totham Tyler. He is -at your mercy, prepared to endure any amount of -torture or to die ignominiously at the hands of -those he has wronged.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>All but Mrs. Kane were staring in amazement -first at Tyler, then at his captor. Said Stephen to -the latter, curiously:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You are a detective, I suppose!”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Merely as a side line,” was the cheerful rejoinder. -“Primarily I’m a newspaper reporter, -and whenever I strike for a higher salary they tell -me I’m a mighty poor journalist. Let me introduce -myself. My name is Havely Chesterton -Radley-Todd, quite a burden to carry but it all -belongs to me. This is my first experience as an -imitator of the late lamented Sherlock Holmes, -and I may point with pride to the fact that I’ve -unraveled the supposed plot to murder Miss -Orissa Kane.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Tyler growled incoherently.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“True,” said Chesty, looking at the man -thoughtfully; “the plot was not to murder Miss -Kane, but Mr. Cumberford, whom his loving -brother-in-law supposed would operate the Kane -aeroplane. Incidentally it was planned to so -wreck the aircraft—is that what you call it?—that -<span class='pageno' id='Page_208'>208</span>it would be out of commission during the rest -of the meet.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Why?” asked Stephen.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“To satisfy his petty malice. If Burthon -couldn’t fly he didn’t want you to fly, and he -hoped to obtain revenge for being driven into -exile.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>There was a murmur of surprise at this.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Who drove Burthon into exile?” asked -Cumberford.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I did,” said Sybil, indifferently.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Have you seen him, then?” demanded her -father.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh, yes; but my uncle is unreliable. Before -he obeyed my command to leave this country forever -he decided on a final coup, which has fortunately -failed.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Burthon,” announced Chesty Todd, “boarded -an east-bound train an hour ago. I tried to head -him off, but he was too slick and escaped me. That -is the reason I am now here. I want you to listen -to Totham Tyler’s story and then decide whether -to wire ahead and have Burthon arrested or let -the matter drop. It is really up to you, as the -interested parties. So far the police have not had -a hand in the game.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Please sit down, Mr. Todd,” requested Orissa, -shyly. In the tall youth she had recognized the -<span class='pageno' id='Page_209'>209</span>man who had tried to warn her on Dominguez -Field, and was grateful to him.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Chesty bowed and sat down. Then he turned -to his prisoner and said:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Fire away, Tyler. Tell the whole story—the -truth and nothing but the truth so help you.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Tyler opened his mouth with effort, mumbled -and gurgled a moment and then looked at his -captor appealingly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh; very well. The criminal, ladies and -gentlemen, seems to have lost, in this crisis, the -power of expressing himself. So I shall relate to -you the story, just as I extracted it—by slow and -difficult processes—from the prisoner in my room, -a short time ago. If I make any mistakes he will -correct me.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Tyler seemed much relieved.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“This creature,” began Chesty, “has previous -to this eventful day been known to mankind as a -good chauffeur and a bad citizen. He was employed -by Burthon as an unscrupulous tool, his -chief recommendation being a deadly hatred of -Mr. Cumberford, who at one time indelicately applied -the toe of his boot to a tender part of Mr. -Tyler’s anatomy. Burthon also hated Cumberford, -for robbing him of a million or so in a mine -deal, and for other things of which I am not informed—or -Tyler, either. Cumberford owns a -<span class='pageno' id='Page_210'>210</span>controlling interest in the Kane Aircraft, -and—”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“That’s wrong,” interrupted Stephen.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I imagine Mr. Tyler’s story is wrong in many -ways,” returned Mr. Radley-Todd, composedly. -“I am merely relating it as I heard it.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Go on, sir.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Cumberford had also maligned Mr. Burthon -to Miss Orissa Kane, a young lady for whom -Burthon entertained a fatherly interest and a—er—hum—a -platonic affection. Is that right, -Tyler?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Tyler growled.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Therefore Burthon decided to get even with -Cumberford, and Tyler agreed to help him. The -first plan was to steal the design of Stephen -Kane’s airship and by cleverly heading him off in -some aëro-political manner put the firm of Cumberford -& Kane out of business. This scheme was -approaching successful fruition when a saucy, impudent -schoolgirl—Tyler’s description, not mine—appeared -on the scene and spiked Mr. Burthon’s -guns. Burthon explained to Tyler that in -bygone days he had saved his sister, Cumberford’s -wife, from going to prison for a crime -Cumberford had urged her to commit, but in doing -this he had been obliged to defy the law, and the -officers are unfortunately still on the generous -<span class='pageno' id='Page_211'>211</span>man’s trail. Cumberford’s daughter, knowing the -situation, threatened to have Burthon arrested—to -betray him to the bloodhounds of the cruel law—unless -he withdrew his machine from the aviation -meet and made tracks for pastures new.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>The Kanes were now regarding Sybil with -amazement and her father with suspicion if not -distrust. The girl stared back at them haughtily; -Cumberford shrugged his shoulders and stroked -his drooping, grizzled mustache. Chesty Todd, -observing this pantomime, laughed pleasantly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Tyler’s story—told to me—of Burthon’s story—told -to Tyler,” he observed, his eyes twinkling. -“There’s pitch somewhere, and I’ve not been -favorably impressed by Mr. Burthon during -my slight acquaintance with him. I make it a -rule,” speaking more slowly, “to judge people by -their actions; by what they do, rather than by -what people say of them. Judging Burthon by -his actions I should have little confidence in what -he says.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You are quite right,” declared Stephen, eagerly. -“I’ll guarantee, if necessary, that Burthon -lied about both Mr. Cumberford and his daughter. -No man ever had a truer friend than Mr. Cumberford -has been to me.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Cumberford scowled; Sybil gave Steve one of -her rare smiles.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_212'>212</span>“Anyhow,” continued the narrator, “Tyler was -in despair because the aëroplane he was booked -to operate was withdrawn from the meet. Burthon -told him if they wanted revenge they must -act quickly. Their sources of information—erroneous, -as the event proved—led them to believe -their enemy Cumberford would fly the rival -aëroplane, and Tyler needed little urging to induce -him to undertake to wreck it. Burthon paid -him a thousand dollars in advance, to make the -attempt, and promised him four thousand more if -he succeeded.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Five more,” growled Tyler.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I stand corrected; but it won’t matter. Tyler -made the attempt, as you know. He had no idea -Miss Kane was in the airship he was trying to -demolish until the last moment, when by a clever -turn he intercepted her aëroplane and was on the -point of running it down. Just then, to his horror -and dismay, he saw the girl plainly and made a -desperate effort to check the speed of his machine—to -avoid running her down. That was the cause -of his mishap, he claims, and his desire to save -Miss Kane nearly cost him his life. While he was -descending a mile or so through the air, clinging -to the footrail, he fiercely repented his wicked -act, so that by the time he struck the ground he -was a reformed criminal, and, for the first time -<span class='pageno' id='Page_213'>213</span>since he cut his eye teeth, an honest man. So he -says, and he expects us to believe it.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I happened to be near the spot where Tyler -rolled and picked him up unconscious—dazed by -his repentance, I suppose. The mob wanted to -disjoint him and remove his skin, which was not -a bad idea; but I decided he could be of more use -to Miss Kane alive—for the present, at least—because -he might untangle some threads of the -mystery. So I threw him into my car, got him to -my room at Mrs. Skipp’s boarding house, restored -him to consciousness, applied the thumbscrews, -got his deposition, lugged him here to you, and -now—please have the kindness to take him off my -hands, for I’m tired of him.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa laughed, a little nervously. They were -all regarding Chesty with unfeigned admiration -and Tyler with pronounced aversion.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mrs. Kane was the first to speak. Said the -blind woman, softly:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Orissa, you alone can judge this man. You -alone can tell whether from the beginning he knew -you were in the aëroplane or whether his claim -is true that he discovered your identity at the last -moment—and tried to save you. If he speaks -truly, if he repented at the moment and risked his -life to save you, it will have a great influence upon -his fate. Speak, my child; you two were together -<span class='pageno' id='Page_214'>214</span>in the air a mile above the earth, a mile from any -other human being. Does the man speak truly?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa paled; suddenly she grew grave and a -frightened look crept into her clear eyes.</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_215'>215</span> - <h2 id='ch25' class='c003'>CHAPTER XXV<br /> <br /><span class='small'>THE REAL HEROINE</span></h2> -</div> - -<p class='c007'>Chesty Todd had spoken so lightly, in a serio-comic -vein, and had so belittled the “reformed -villain” and contemptuously made him appear -pitiful and weak, that he had somewhat disarmed -his hearers and led them to forget the seriousness -of the contemplated crime. But Mrs. Kane, listening -intently to the story, found no humor in the -situation, and the blind woman’s gentle remark -promptly recalled to every mind the full horror of -the dastardly attempt.</p> - -<p class='c008'>She was quite right in declaring that Orissa -alone could approve or condemn Tyler’s statement. -If he spoke truly he was entitled to a degree -of mercy at their hands; if, knowing that a -girl was operating the Kane Aircraft, he had still -persisted in his frantic attempt to wreck it and -send her to her death, then no punishment could -be too great for such a cowardly deed.</p> - -<p class='c008'>This was instantly appreciated by all present. -Even Tyler, seeing that his fate hinged on Orissa’s -evidence, ventured to raise his head and cast at -<span class='pageno' id='Page_216'>216</span>her an imploring glance. Chesty Todd dropped -his flippant air and earnestly watched the girl’s -face; the others with equal interest awaited her -decisive statement.</p> - -<p class='c008'>As for Orissa, the gravity of the situation awed -her. Recalling the dreadful moments when she -battled in the air for her life she saw before her -the scowling, vicious face of her enemy and remembered -how his eyes had glared wickedly into -her own time and again as he attacked her aëroplane, -determined to destroy it at all hazards. -There was no question in her mind as to the truth -of Tyler’s claim; she knew he had recognized her -and still persisted in his purpose. She knew the -accident to his machine was caused by his own -carelessness and its faulty construction, and not -by any desire of his to arrest its speed. Tyler -had deliberately lied in order to condone his -cowardly act, and she experienced a feeling of -indignation that he should resort to such an -infamous falsehood, knowing as he must that her -evidence would render it impotent.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa contemplated her erstwhile assailant -with reflective deliberation. She noted his miserable -appearance, his abject manner, the moods -of alternate despair and hope that crossed his -withered features. An enemy so contemptible -and mean was scarcely worthy of her vengeance. -<span class='pageno' id='Page_217'>217</span>It seemed dreadful that such a despicable creature -had been made in man’s image. Could he possess -a soul, she wondered? Could such an one own a -conscience, or have any perception, however dim, -of the brutal inhumanity of his offense? Being in -man’s image he must have such things. Perhaps -in his nature was still some element of good, dormant -and unrecognized as yet, which might develop -in time and redeem him. To send him to -prison, she reflected, would not be likely to correct -the perversity of such a nature, while generous -treatment and the forbearance of those he had -wronged might tend to awaken in him remorse -and a desire to retrieve his past. Without knowing -it the girl was arguing on the side of the -world’s most expert criminologists, who hold that -to destroy an offender cannot benefit society so -much as to redeem him.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Whether Tyler’s ultimate redemption was probable -or not, Orissa did not care to assume the -responsibility of crushing him in order to avenge -the shameful attempt, made in a moment of -frenzy, to destroy her life. While those assembled -hung breathless upon her words she said -with assumed composure:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“The man knows better than I whether he -speaks the truth. Could one be so utterly vile as -to try to murder a girl who had never injured -<span class='pageno' id='Page_218'>218</span>him? I think not. It is more reasonable to suppose -that in his excitement he forgot himself—his -manhood and his sense of justice—and only at the -last moment realized what he was doing. I believe,” -she added, simply, “I shall give him the -credit of the doubt and accept his statement.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Tyler stared at her as if he could scarcely believe -his senses, while an expression of joy slowly -spread over his haggard face. Radley-Todd gave -Orissa a quiet smile of comprehension and approval. -Cumberford said, musingly: “Ah; this -interests me; indeed it does.” But Stephen exclaimed, -in an impatient tone:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“That does not clear Tyler of his attempt to -murder Mr. Cumberford and destroy the aircraft. -He admits that such was his design and that Burthon -paid him to do it. He is not less a criminal -because Orissa happened to be in the aëroplane. -Therefore it is Mr. Cumberford’s duty to prosecute -this scoundrel and put him in prison.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Tyler cast a frightened look at the speaker and -began to tremble again. Said Chesty Todd, leaning -back in his chair with his hands thrust into -his pockets:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“That’s the idea. The prisoner belongs to Mr. -Cumberford.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Cumberford sat in his characteristic attitude, -stooping forward and thoughtfully stroking his -grizzled mustache.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_219'>219</span>“Did I hurt you very much when I kicked you, -Tyler?” he meekly asked.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“No, sir!” protested the man, eagerly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Would you have thought of such a revenge -had not Burthon suggested it, and paid you to -carry it out?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“No, sir!”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“M—m. Would you like to murder me now?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“No, sir!”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“What will you do if I set you at liberty?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Clear out, sir,” said Tyler earnestly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Ah; that interests me,” declared Mr. -Cumberford.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“It doesn’t interest me, though,” Stephen said -angrily. “The brute tried to wreck my aircraft.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“But he failed,” suggested Mr. Cumberford. -“The aircraft is still in apple-pie order.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“My son,” said the boy’s mother, in her gentle -voice, “can you afford to be less generous than -Mr. Cumberford and—your sister?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Stephen flushed. Then he glanced toward Sybil -and found the girl eyeing him curiously, -expectantly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Oh, well,” he said, with reluctance, “let him -go. Such a fiend, at large, is a menace to society. -That is why I wished to make an example of him. -If aëroplanes are to be attacked in mid-air, after -this, the dangers of aviation will be redoubled.”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_220'>220</span>“I wouldn’t worry about that,” carelessly remarked -Todd. “This fellow is too abject a coward -to continue a career of crime along those -lines. He’s had his lesson, and he’ll remember -it. I don’t say he’ll turn honest, for I imagine -it isn’t in him; but he’ll be mighty careful hereafter -how he conducts himself.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I—I’ll never step foot in an aëroplane -again!” growled Tyler, hoarsely but with great -earnestness.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Suppose you meet Burthon again?” suggested -Steve, distrustfully.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“If I do,” said the man, scowling and clinching -his fists, “I—I’ll strangle him!”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“A nice, reformed character, I must say,” observed -Steve, with fine contempt.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“But he interests me—he interests me -greatly,” asserted Cumberford. “Let him go, -Steve.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Radley-Todd looked round the circle of faces -with an amused smile, which grew tender as his -eye rested upon the placid features of Mrs. Kane. -The boy loved to study human nature; it had -possessed a fascination for him ever since he -could remember, and here was a fertile field for -observation. Reading accurately the desire of -those assembled to be rid of the abhorrent creature -he had brought before them, the young man -slowly rose and opened the door.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_221'>221</span>“Tyler,” said he, “you’ve saved your skin. -Not by your whining falsehoods and misrepresentations, -but because these people are too noble -to be revenged upon one so ignoble and degraded. -But I’m not built that way myself. I’m longing -to kick you till you can’t stand, and there’s a -mighty power to my hamstrings, I assure you. I -refrain just now, because ladies are present, but -if I ever set eyes on your carcass again you’ll -think Cumberford’s kick was a mere love-pat. -Get out!”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Tyler cringed, turned without a word and -shuffled through the doorway.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa came forward and took the young fellow’s -hand in her own, impulsively.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Thank you, Mr. Todd!” she said.</p> - -<p class='c008'>He held the hand a moment and looked admiringly -into her upturned face.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“It is I who should give thanks, and I do,” he -answered reverently. “I thank God to-day, as I -have had occasion to do before, for his noblest -creation—the American girl.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Good!” cried Cumberford, with approval. -“That interests me.”</p> -<div class='pbb'> - <hr class='pb c000' /> -</div> - -<div class='chapter'> - <span class='pageno' id='Page_222'>222</span> - <h2 id='ch26' class='c003'>CHAPTER XXVI<br /> <br /><span class='small'>OF COURSE</span></h2> -</div> - -<p class='c007'>Orissa did fly the next day, as she had declared -she would. The morning papers were full of her -achievement, with columns of enthusiastic praise -for her beauty, her daring, her modesty and skill. -The attempt of a rival aëroplane to interfere with -her flight and her clever rescue of her enemy when -he came to grief made a popular heroine of the -girl, yet no one seemed to know the true history -of the astonishing affair. The <cite>Tribune</cite> had glowing -accounts of the day’s events from the pen of -Mr. H. Chesterton Radley-Todd, but this astute -correspondent refrained from making “a scoop,” -as he might have done had he bared his knowledge -of the conspiracy that ended with Orissa -Kane’s aërial adventure.</p> - -<p class='c008'>One of the other papers suspected Burthon of -being the instigator of the wicked plot to wreck -Miss Kane’s airship and, discovering the fact that -he had fled from the city, openly accused him. -Tyler could not be found, either, for the little ex-chauffeur -<span class='pageno' id='Page_223'>223</span>had wisely “skipped the town” and his -former haunts knew him no more.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The judges awarded the Kane Aircraft the ten -thousand dollar prize, and singularly enough not -a word of protest came from the competing aviators. -Those who had attended the meet the day -before, and thousands who read of Orissa Kane -in the newspapers, eagerly assembled at Dominguez -to witness her further exhibitions on the -next day. It was estimated that fully fifty thousand -people were in attendance, and when the -Kane Aircraft appeared, decked with gay banners -and ribbons, and made a short flight above the -field, the girl aviator met with a reception such -as has never before been equaled in the annals -of aviation.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Later in the day Orissa took part in the contest -for speed and although she did not win this event -the girl aëronaut managed her biplane so gracefully -and pressed the leader in the race so closely -that she was accorded the admiring plaudits of -the spectators.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Steve was a little disappointed in the result, -but Mr. Cumberford reminded him that his employment -of crossed planes was sure to sacrifice -an element of speed for the sake of safety, and -assured him it was not at all necessary for his -invention to excel in swiftness to win universal -approval.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_224'>224</span>In other events that followed during the progress -of the meet Orissa captured several of the -prizes, with the final result that the Kanes were -eighteen thousand dollars richer than they had -been before. Crowds constantly thronged the -Kane hangar, inspecting the wonderful machine -and questioning the attendants as to its construction -and management, while so many orders for -the aircraft were booked that Mr. Cumberford -assured Stephen they would be justified in at once -building a factory to supply the demand.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Throughout the meet Orissa Kane remained the -popular favorite and the wonderful performances -of the young girl were discussed in every place -where two or more people congregated. Had -Stephen been able to operate his own machine he -would not have won a tithe of the enthusiastic -praise accorded “The Flying Girl,” and this was -so evident that Orissa was instantly recognized -as the most important member of the firm.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Naturally she was overjoyed by her success, -yet she never once lost her humble and unassuming -manner or considered the applause in the light -of a personal eulogy. Devoting herself seriously -and with care to every detail of her work she -strove to exhibit Steve’s aircraft in a manner to -prove its excellence, and considered that her -important aim.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_225'>225</span>There was nothing reckless about Orissa’s -flights; her success, then and afterward, may be -attributed to her coolness of head, a thorough -understanding of her machine and a full appreciation -of her own ability to handle it. The flattery -and adulation she received did not destroy -her self-poise or cause one flutter of her heart, -but when anyone praised the merits of the Kane -Aircraft, she flushed with pleasure and pride. -For Orissa firmly believed she basked in the reflected -glory of her brother’s inventive genius, -and considered herself no more than a showman -employed to exhibit his marvelous creation.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You see,” she said to Chesty Todd, who stood -beside her in the hangar on the last day of the -meet while she watched Mr. Cumberford and his -assistants preparing the aircraft for its final -flight, “Stephen has a thorough education in -aëronautics and knows the caprices and requirements -of the atmosphere as well as a gardener -knows his earth. The machine is adjusted to -all those variations and demands, and that is why -it accomplishes with ease much that other aëroplanes -find difficult. A child might operate the -Kane Aircraft, and I feel perfectly at ease in my -seat, no matter how high I am or how conflicting -the air currents; for Steve’s machine will do exactly -what it is built to do.”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_226'>226</span>“The machine is good,” observed Chesty, “but -your sublime self-confidence is better. You’re -a conceited young lady—not over your own skill, -but over that of your brother.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>She laughed.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Haven’t I a right to be?” she asked. -“Hasn’t Steve proved his ability to the world?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>The boy nodded, a bit absently. He was thinking -how good it was to find a girl not wrapped -up in herself, but unselfish enough to admire -others at her own expense. A pretty girl, too, -Chesty concluded with a sigh, as he watched her -prepare to start. What a pity he had lived all -of twenty-one years and had not known Orissa -Kane before!</p> - -<p class='c008'>By some sleight-of-hand, perhaps characteristic -of the fellow, Chesty had attached himself to -the “Kane-Cumberford Combination,” as he -called it, like a barnacle. At first both Steve and -Cumberford frowned upon his claim to intimacy, -but the boy was so frankly attracted to their -camp, “where,” said he, “I can always find people -of my own kind,” that they soon became resigned -to the situation and accepted his presence -as a matter of course.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Sybil treated this new acquaintance with the -same calm indifference she displayed toward all -but her father and, latterly, Stephen Kane. -<span class='pageno' id='Page_227'>227</span>Chesty found in her the most puzzling character -he had ever met, but liked her and studied the -girl’s vagaries from behind a bulwark of levity -and badinage. Perhaps the reporter’s most loyal -friend at this time was Mrs. Kane, who had -promptly endorsed the young man as a desirable -acquisition to their little circle. In return Chesty -was devoted to the afflicted woman and loved to -pay her those little attentions she required because -of her helplessness.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Cumberford celebrated the closing day of -the meet by giving a little dinner to the Kanes -in his private rooms at the hotel that evening, -and Chesty Todd was included in the party. -Stephen attended in a wheeled chair and was -placed at one end of the table, while Orissa occupied -the other. The central decoration was a -floral model of the Kane Aircraft, and before -Orissa’s plate was laid a crown of laurel which -her friends tried to make her wear. But the -girl positively refused, declaring that Stephen -ought to wear the crown, while she was entitled -to no more credit than a paid aviator might be.</p> - -<p class='c008'>The next morning’s developments, however, -proved that she had been too modest in this assertion. -A telegram arrived from the directors of -the San Francisco Aviation Club asking Orissa -Kane’s price to attend their forthcoming meet -<span class='pageno' id='Page_228'>228</span>and exhibit her aëroplane. Accounts of her daring -and successful flights had been wired to newspapers -all over the world and public interest in -the girl aviator was so aroused that managers -of aerial exhibitions throughout the country realized -she would be the greatest “drawing card” -they could secure.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Mr. Cumberford, as manager for Orissa as -well as for Stephen and the aircraft, telegraphed -his terms, demanding so large a sum that the -Kanes declared it would never be considered. To -their amazement the offer was promptly accepted, -and while they were yet bewildered by this -evidence of popularity, a representative of the -New Orleans Aëro Club called at the hotel to -secure Miss Kane for their forthcoming meet. -Mr. Cumberford received him cordially, but -said:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Unfortunately, sir, your dates conflict with -those of the San Francisco meet, where Miss Kane -has already contracted to appear.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Is there no way of securing her release?” -asked the man, deeply chagrined at being too -late. “Our people will be glad to pay any price -to get her.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“No,” replied Mr. Cumberford; “we stand by -our contracts, whatever they may be. But possibly -we shall be able to send you a duplicate of -<span class='pageno' id='Page_229'>229</span>the Kane Aircraft, with a competent aviator to -operate it.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>The man’s face fell.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“We will, of course, be glad to have you enter -the Kane machine, on the same terms other aëroplanes -are entered; but we will pay no bonus unless -‘The Flying Girl’ is herself present to -exhibit it. To be quite frank with you, the people -are wild to see Orissa Kane, whose exploits are -on every tongue just now, but all aëroplanes look -alike to them, as you can readily understand.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>When the emissary had departed, keenly disappointed, -Mr. Cumberford turned to Orissa and -Stephen, who had both been present at the interview, -and said:</p> - -<p class='c008'>“You see, Orissa should have worn the laurel -crown, after all. ‘The Flying Girl’ has caught -the popular fancy and I predict our little heroine -will be in great demand wherever aviation is exploited. -As a matter of truth and justice I will -admit that she could not have acquired fame so -readily without Steve’s superb invention to back -her. In coming years your principal source of -income will be derived from the Kane Aircraft; -but just now, while aviation is in its infancy, -Orissa will be able to earn a great deal of money -by giving exhibitions at aviation meets. If she -undertakes it there is, we all know, much hard -<span class='pageno' id='Page_230'>230</span>work ahead of her, coupled with a certain degree -of danger.” He turned to the girl. “It will be -for you to decide, my dear.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Orissa did not hesitate in her reply.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I will do all in my power to exhibit Steve’s -machine properly, until he is well enough to -operate it himself,” she said. “Then he will -become the popular hero in my place, and I’ll -retire to the background, where I belong.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>Even Steve smiled at this prediction.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’ll never be able to run the thing as you can, -Ris,” he replied, “and you mustn’t overlook the -fact that your being a girl gives you as great an -advantage over me, as an aeronaut, as over all -other aviators. I think Mr. Cumberford is right -in saying that the advertising and prestige you -have already received will enable you to win a -fortune for us—provided you are willing to assume -the risk and exertion, and if mother will -consent.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I love the moil and toil of it, as well as the -pleasure,” exclaimed the girl. “It will be joy -and bliss to me to fly the aircraft on every possible -occasion, and if you’ll leave me to manage -mother I’ll guarantee to secure her consent.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>At this juncture Chesty Todd came in. His -face was solemn and dejected.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“What’s up?” asked Steve.</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_231'>231</span>“Lost my job, that’s all,” said Chesty. “Our -editor thinks I didn’t run down that Burthon -affair as well as the other fellows did and that -I neglected some of the famous aviators to gush -over Miss Kane. That’s his excuse, anyhow; -but my private opinion, publicly expressed, is -that I was predoomed to be fired, whatever I did.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Why so?” inquired Orissa.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’m getting too good. They’re afraid if -they kept me on I’d demand more wages.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>There was a shout of laughter at this.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Of course I didn’t expect sympathy,” observed -Chesty, dolefully. “I see starvation -ahead of me, and as there’s a good deal of Mr. -Radley-Todd to starve it’s bound to be a tedious -and trying experience.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“This interests me,” remarked Mr. Cumberford, -musingly.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“Me, also,” said Chesty.</p> - -<p class='c008'>Cumberford related the engagement made that -morning for Miss Kane’s San Francisco exhibition -and the demand of the New Orleans representative.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“The promoters of every aviation meet, hereafter, -will want to secure Orissa,” he added, “and -so we are about to organize a campaign to advertise -‘The Flying Girl’ and the Kane Aircraft -throughout the United States. Possibly we may -take her to Europe—”</p> - -<p class='c008'><span class='pageno' id='Page_232'>232</span>“Oh!” exclaimed Orissa, excitedly. “Don’t -you think the people of Mars would like me to -visit them?”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I see,” said Chesty, nodding. “You need a -press agent.”</p> - -<p class='c008'>“It might not be a bad idea,” admitted Mr. -Cumberford.</p> - -<p class='c008'>“I’m engaged from this moment,” declared -the young man. “I’ve had my breakfast, thank -you, but I shall require three square meals a day -from this time on. Any further emolument I -leave to you. As for promoting Miss Kane, -you’ll find me thoroughly capable and willing—provided -the young lady proves flighty and goes -up in the air occasionally, as young ladies are -prone to do. 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