Vardon, as he noticed the
heavy fence around the buffalo enclosure. And there was hardly room
inside it to get the necessary start to raise the big airship.
"I'll unlock this gate for you, and you can wheel her out," said
the officer, who seemed to know something about aircraft. He rode
over to a double gate, which he soon swung open, and Dick and his
chums, by considerable exertion, managed to wheel the airship out
on the walk. The slope of the buffalo enclosure was downward or
they might not have been successful.
"Now then," went on the mounted policeman, when he had locked the
gate to prevent any of the animals from straying out, "who's in
charge of this outfit?"
"I am," admitted Dick, as his chums looked at him.
"Well then, I'm sorry, but I have to place you under arrest," spoke
the officer. "You'll have to come with me."
"Arrest! What for?" gasped Dick.
"Two charges. Entering the buffalo enclosure without a permit, and
flying an airship over a city. I saw you come from down New York
way."
For a moment those of Dick's aviation party hardly knew whether to
treat the matter as a joke or not, but a look at the face of the
officer soon convinced them that he, at least, was in earnest.
"Under arrest!" murmured Dick. "Well, I guess the two charges are
true, as far as that goes. We did fly over the city, but there was
no harm in that, and--"
"Hold on--yes, there was!" exclaimed Mr. Vardon. "It was stupid of
me to forget it, too.
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