Boy Scouts -- Juvenile fiction; Courage -- Juvenile fiction; Spy stories; World War, 1914-1918 -- England -- Juvenile fiction
They had reached the Bleriot by that time. Harry filled the tank, and
looked at the motor. Then he sat in the driver’s seat and practiced
with the levers, until he decided that he understood them thoroughly.
And, as he did this, he made his decision.
"I’m going into Bray Park to-night," he said "This is the only way to
get in."
"And I’m going with you," announced Dick.
CHAPTER XI–VINDICATION
At first Harry refused absolutely to consent to Dick’s accompanying him,
but after a long argument he was forced to yield.
"Why should you take all the risks when it isn’t your own country,
especially?" asked Dick, almost sobbing. "I’ve got a right to go! And,
besides, you may need me."
That was true enough, as Harry realized. Moreover, he had been
investigating the Bleriot, and he discovered that it was one of a new
safety type, with a gyroscope device to insure stability. The day was
almost without wind, and therefore it seemed that if such an excursion
could ever be safe, this was the time. He consented in the end, and
later he was to be thankful that he had.
Once the decision was taken, they waited impatiently for the return of
Jack Young. Harry foresaw protests from Jack when he found out what
they meant to do, but for him there was an easy answer–there was room in
the aeroplane for only two people, and there was no way of carrying an
extra passenger.
It was nearly dusk when Jack returned, and he had the forethought to
bring a basket of food with him–cold chicken, bread and butter, and
milk, as well as some fruit.
"I didn’t find out very much," he said, "except this. Someone from
London has been asking about you both. And this much more–at least a
dozen people have come down to Bray Park to-day from London."
"Did you see any sign of soldiers from London?"
"No," said Jack.
He was disappointed when he found out what they meant to do, but he took
his disappointment pluckily when he saw that there was no help for it.
Harry explained very quietly to both Jack and Dick what he meant to do
and they listened, open mouthed, with wonder.
"You’ll have your part to play, Jack," said Harry. "Somehow I can’t
believe that the letter I wrote to Colonel Throckmorton last night won’t
have some effect. You have got to scout around in case anyone comes and
tell them all I’ve told you. You understand thoroughly, do you?"
"Yes," said Jack, quietly. "When are you going to start?"
"There’s no use going up much before eleven o’clock," said Harry.
"Before that we’d be seen, and, besides, if a Zeppelin is coming, it
wouldn’t be until after that. My plan is to scout to the east and try
to pick her up and watch her descend. I think I know just about where
she’ll land–the only place where there’s room for her. And then–"
He stopped, and the others nodded, grimly.
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