would come about. Rest assured of on point, therefore--they won't
stay within range of possible identification any longer than they
can help."

"That's so," acknowledged Dave musingly.

"The company wishes you to take charge of a search for the Drifter,"
went on Mr. Randolph. "Any machine we own, half a dozen of them if
you like, are at your disposal. You may proceed regardless of the
expense. If Mr. King could be induced to assist--"

"I think he is under contract clear up to the end of the season,"
explained Dave.

"Sorry for that, but he is such a good friend to you and to us, and
I fancy he would gladly cooperate with advice and direction."

"Yes, indeed," assented Dave.

"We owe you a good deal more than your contract income already,
Dashaway," said the manager. "I don't think there's an aviator
living ever had a finer settlement than you will have if you succeed
in running down the Drifter."

"I'll try," said Dave.

"That's capital."

"Give me a few hours to think it over," suggested Dave.