"All right, and send in any reasonable bill you like for your
service. We feel certain that this, Ridgely, driven from one
district, will begin operations in another. Then, too, from what I
learn these Dawsons are not above engaging in of off-color schemes."

"They aren't!" cried Hiram. "If they had stayed, Mr. King said
they'd be barred from the meets in a few days."

"Well, help me all you can."

"Queer, isn't it?" spoke Hiram, as the revenue officer left them.

"It is a rather strange proceeding," admitted Dave.

At five o'clock that afternoon the two friends were down at the
south pylons awaiting the coming in of the machines engaged in the
non-stop race. A great crowd was gathered, for according to
estimated schedules some of the monoplanes would be due within the
coming half hour.

"If it's the Aegis first," spoke Hiram, "it makes three winning
stunts for Mr. King in two days."

A sort of instantaneous flutter pervaded the people as some word
starting from the judge's stand passed electrically through the
crowd.

"They've sighted something," shouted an excited spectator.