The Boy Aviators in Africa by [psued.] Captain Wilbur Lawton
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their lives and Billy realized this.
With the slow deliberate movement of a snake he, reached out his hand when he got near enough and took from the sleeping man's side his long curved Arab scimitar. Then he glided back to Lathrop as silently as he had left. He had just reached his resting-place when there was a stir from the further side of the camp. Like a rabbit ducking into its hole Billy was under his blanket and apparently fast asleep in a second. But his heart beat so loudly that it felt to him that anyone who was not deaf could hear it a hundred yards away. The man who had moved was Diego and the boys could hear his cat-like footfalls as he neared their sleeping-places. Once he stumbled over one of the sleeping men and the aroused one rose with a start and called wildly: "What is it?" "Hush, Adab," cautioned Diego, "it is I--Diego. I'm going to give an eye to those two American brats." "They're tied up hard and fast enough," chuckled the other. "If they were of any other nationality--yes;" was Diego's reply, "but these Yankees are brave and clever enough to escape from almost any trap." "You bet we are," thought Billy to himself, giving a realistic |
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