Dave Dashaway and His Hydroplane by Roy Rockwood
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page 86 of 205 (41%)
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"I am expressing the opinion of the head men in the company here,
who knew your good record. You are young, ambitious, a capable airman, and above all you are loyal to the interest of your employers." "I should hope it," exclaimed Dave, roused up to genuine emotion. "Just think--you picked me out, a mere boy, and trusted me. And see what you helped me do, already!" "Exactly," interrupted Mr. Randolph quickly. "That is just the point--you've outdone some of the veterans in the service and jumped to a high place in a bound. That's why we trust you." "I don't know about what you propose, though," said Dave, sobering down. "Yes, it's a pretty hard task to set. We're all at sea." "So am I," admitted Dave. "Put those keen wits of yours at work, Dashaway," urged the manager encouragingly. "I know after thinking this affair over you'll be ready to suggest something." "Well, all airmen should know of the theft of the Drifter, and be on the lookout." "We notified every association and meet in the country after we found that the newspapers had got onto the theft. That advertises it widely. The persons, however, who stole the Drifter knew that |
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