"Maybe it didn't belong to him."

"Well, anyway, hadn't he ought to have some concern about other
folks' property?"

Dave did not reply. He had his own ideas and opinion of the rescued
man. He was due for a public exhibition of the Reliance the next
day, and dismissed the incident from his mind as he got back to the
Baby Racer hangar.

Mr. King was to make a non-stop race also, and there was plenty of
detail to attend to at the Aegis headquarters as well.

That was a busy, exciting day, the one following. The Aegis and her
competitors got started by ten o'clock. There was a varied
programme from eleven to one. At three o'clock Dave made his run
with the hydroplane.

Two other machines engaged in the contest, but not only were they of
inferior make, but their operators were clumsy and not up to
standard.

Dave won considerable praise. The Reliance made a beautiful run,
and he felicitated himself that he had got onto the knack of running
it right.

"I don't believe much in hydroplanes," old Grimshaw observed to him
as he accompanied Dave back to the aero grounds, "but I believe in
you, and I will say you made a clever showing."