CHAPTER XIA DESPERATE FLIGHT
Dawn was now lighting a wild and threatening sky with a torch of crimson flame. Its sullen glow was reflected on dark, shapeless masses of wind-torn nimbus cloud that were being hounded across the heavens by a freshening breeze that brought with it a promise of rain. But the girls were too concerned with their own affairs to pay any heed to the weather. As soon as they were at a safe distance from the house Worrals pulled up.
“We’d better have a look where we are,” she decided. “If we go blundering about in these bushes we may crash right into them.”
“They haven’t started the engines yet or we should have heard them,” Frecks pointed out.
“They won’t start up until they’re absolutely ready to leave the ground, on account of the noise,” returned Worrals. “Sta
