"
"I am glad to hear you say so," spoke the inventor, "but I never
would have been able to perfect it had it not been for my friend
Dick Hamilton."
"Why don't you blush, Dick?" asked Innis, playfully.
"I don't take any credit to myself at all," said the young
millionaire.
"Well, I'm going to give it to you," declared the aviator. "From
now on the gyroscope stabilizer will be known as the
Vardon-Hamilton, and some additional patents I contemplate taking
out will be in our joint names."
"Thanks," said Dick, "but I'll accept only on one condition."
"What is that?"
"It is that no money from this invention comes to me. If I win the
twenty thousand dollar prize I'll be content."
"What are you going to do with the money?" asked Paul Drew, for Dick
really had no need of it.
"I'll build a new gym, at Kentfield," was the reply. "Our present
one is too small. We need an indoor baseball cage too."
"Good for you!" cried Innis. "You're a real sport!"
In the evolutions of the airship each one aboard was given a chance
to pilot her. He was also allowed to stop and start the machinery,
since it could not be told at what moment, in an emergency, someone
would have to jump into the breech.
It was about three o'clock in the afternoon, when Dick's ship was
nearing the Western borders of Pennsylvania, that Paul, who was
looking down through the celluloid floor in the cabin, cried out:
"Something going on down below us, boys!"
All save Innis, who was steering, crowded around the odd window.
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