chine's in pretty good condition. He's bound to win that prize.
Good-bye."

As he walked away I remarked, "How do you know Norton will fly again?"

"I don't," answered Kennedy, "but I think that either he or Humphreys
will. I wanted to see that this Lamar believes it anyhow. By the way,
Walter, do you think you could grab a wire here and 'phone in a story
to the Star that Norton isn't much hurt and will probably be able to fly
to-morrow? Try to get the City News Association, too, so that all
the papers will have it. I don't care about risking the general
delivery--perhaps Lamar won't call for any mail, but he certainly will
read the papers. Put it in the form of an interview with Norton--I'll
see that it is all right and that there is no come-back. Norton will
stand for it when I tell him my scheme."

I caught the Star just in time for the last edition, and some of the
other papers that had later editions also had the story. Of course all
the morning papers had it.

Norton spent the night in the Mineola Hospital. He didn't really need to
stay, but the doctor said it would be best in case some internal injury
had been overlooked. Meanwhile Kennedy took charge of the hangar where
the injured machine was. The men had been in a sort of panic;
Humphrey could not be found, and the only reason, I think, why the two
mechanicians stayed was because something was due them on their pay.

Kennedy wrote them out personal checks for their respective amounts,
but dated them two days ahead to insure their staying. He threw off all
disguise now and with authority from Norton directed the repairing of
the machine. Fortunately it was in pretty good condition. The broken
part was the skids, not the essential parts of the machine. As for the
gyroscope, there were plenty of them and another dynamo, and it was a
very simple thing to replace the old one that had been destroyed.

Sinclair worked with a will, far past his regular hours. Jaurette also
worked, though one could hardly say with a will. In fact, most of the
work was done by Sinclair and Kennedy, with Jaurette sullenly grumbling,
mostly in French under his breath. I did not like the fellow and was
suspicious of him. I thought I noticed that Kennedy did not allow him
to do much of the work, either, though that may have been for the reason
that Kennedy never asked anyone to help him who seemed unwilling.

"There," exclaimed Craig about ten o'clock. "If we want to get back to
the