“It’s a pretty big undertaking,” answered Geof, closing the workshop
door mysteriously. “I don’t believe a girl has ever been concerned in
such an affair before;—but, see here, why shouldn’t you and I together
_perfect Uncle Dudley’s flying-machine_?”
“Geoffrey!” cried Ernie, with sparkling eyes. “Could we? truly, do you
think?”
“I don’t see why we shouldn’t,” answered Geof, seriously. “I’ve thought
a lot about the matter, without supposing I’d ever have the chance to
put it to the test. I’ve taken the motor out, and examined it. It is
certainly a stunner; and the steering apparatus seems simple enough. You
say Uncle Dudley really made one ascension?”
“Not exactly,” qualified Ernie. “The machine didn’t rise any distance at
all. Father was dreadfully disappointed. But later he cheered up and
said there was just one little detail that stood between him and ‘a
complete solution of the problem of aërial navigation.’ I remember his
very words, and how excited we all were.”
“That is what I have always understood,” answered Geof. “Uncle would
have perfected the thing if he had lived long enough. It’s magnificent
to contemplate,—and a beastly shame to think of the fruits of his genius
lying up here rusting in a totally unknown attic! Why can’t you and I
take the matter up where he left it, find out the root of the
trouble,—just one little detail, you say,—and let Mr. Perry and his old
dump-carts go hang?” It isn’t often that Geof waxes eloquent. When he
does he is worth listening to.
“We can! we can!” jubilated Ernie, clapping her hands. “Oh, Geof, it’s a
splendid scheme! Why has no one thought of it before?”
“I have thought of it, often,” answered Geoffrey; “but somehow, up to
to-day, it seemed impossible. What you’ve just told me throws an
entirely new light on the matter, and I think we are justified at least
in trying.”
“And if we don’t succeed,” says Ernie, “nobody need know anything about
it.”
“That’s so,” answered Geof. “We’ll have to do a lot of hard studying and
thinking, and we’ll keep the thing a deadly secret;—but I tell you, if
we do make it go, _it will be worth while_!”
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