Soon the electric stove was aglow, and on it Dick got up a tasty
supper. Innis insisted on helping his chum, though it was Dick's
turn to play cook.
"You just can't keep out of the kitchen; can you?" asked Dick, of
the stout cadet. "You always want to be around where eating is
going on."
"Well, the only way to be sure of a thing, is to do it yourself,"
said Innis. "I would hate to have this fine appetite of mine go to
waste."
It was quite dark when they sat at supper, for some slight defect
manifested itself in one of the small motors just as they were about
to eat, and it had to be repaired at once.
But, gathered about the folding table, with the electric lights
aglow overhead, there was little indication among the party of
aviators that they were in one of the most modern of skycraft,
sailing a mile above the earth, and shooting along at fifty miles
an hour. So easy was the motion of the Abaris, and so evenly and
smoothly did she glide along, due to the automatic action of the
gyroscope stabilizer, that it really seemed as if they were standing
still--floating between heaven and earth.
Of course there was the subdued hum of the great propellers outside,
and the throb of the powerful gasolene motor, but that was all that
gave an idea of the immense force contained in the airship.
From time to time Lieutenant McBride made notes for future use. He
had to report officially to the war department just how this type
of airship behaved under any and all circumstances.
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