struck in Roy, "we might as well lose no time in getting accustomed
to it."

"Well girls and boys," came a deep, pleasant voice behind them, "we
shall be in Blue Creek in a short time now, so gather up your
belongings. I'll take care of the aeroplane outfits and the other
stuff in the baggage car," he went on, "and here comes Miss Prescott
now."

The lady referred to was a sweet-faced woman of some fifty years of
age, though it was easy to see that the years had dealt kindly with
her during her placid life in the village of Sandy Beach, on Long
Island, New York, where she had made, her home. Miss Prescott was
the aunt of the two Prescott children, and since their father's
death some time before had been both mother and father to them--their
own mother having passed away when they were but small children.

As readers of the first volume of this series know, Mr. Prescott had
been an inventor of some distinction. Dying, he had confided to his
son and daughter his plans for a non-capsizable aeroplane of great
power. His son had promised to carry on the work, and had devoted
his legacy to this purpose.

In that volume, which was called "The Girl Aviators and the Phantom
Airship," it will be recalled, it was told how Peggy had been of
material aid to her brother in his plans and hopes, and had, in
reality, "saved the day" for him when he fell into the hands of some
enemies. This occurred on the eve of a great aeroplane contest in
which Roy had entered in the hopes of winning the first prize. With
the money thus obtained he planned to pay off a mortgage held on