The Air Ship Boys : Or, the Quest of the Aztec Treasure by H. L. (Harry Lincoln) Sayler
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It was plainly not the luggage of ordinary travelers. Except for a
narrow passageway in the center of the car and a space about five square next the open door, every inch, to the very ventilators of the car, was crowded with bound or crated, numbered and tagged packages. In the open space next the door Alan Hope now appeared. "Coming yet?" he asked with apparent confidence as he peered outside. The colored boy Elmer shook his head. Just then the conductor returned and again his watch. "Eight minutes," he said; "time's getting along and I've got to go back and see about my train. I don't want to make you nervous, but do you want us to take this car if fails to get here with the stuff?" "I suppose there's no need," replied the military man, beginning to show irritation. "But there's eight minutes yet." "I know," replied the conductor, "but after we are coupled up and it is time to leave we can't stop to cut this car out. We've got to have five minutes for that. At five minutes of eight you'll have to decide whether it is go or stay. I'm sorry--but you'll have to decide in a minute or two." "Decide it now," interrupted Alan from the open car door. "We're going and he'll be here." |
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