"They've left the road and taken her cross country, and we
can't find the spot where they did this because the rain has
washed out the marks. Well, there's only one thing left to
do."
"What's that?" asked Ned.
"Get the Hawk! In that we can look down and over a big
extent of country. That's what I'll do--I'll phone for the
airship. The rain is stopping, I think."
The rain did cease by the time one of Tom's men brought
the speedy aircraft to the place named by the young inventor
in his telephone message. There were still several hours of
daylight left, and Tom counted on them to allow him to rise
in the air and look down on the tanks possible hiding place.
"One thing's sure," he told Ned: "I know the limit of her
speed, and she can't be farther off than at some place
within a circle of about one hundred and twenty-five miles
from my house. And it's in the direction we're in. So if I
circle around up above, I may spot her."
"I hope so," murmured Ned.
It was arranged that Mr. Damon should take the automobile
back, with Tom's mechanician in it, and Tom and Ned would
scout around in the aircraft, which carried only two.
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