A dream that can come true--by God, that shall come true!" His hands tightened on the wheel.

You would have said he was trying to infuse some of his own overflowing strength into the mechanism that, whirling, zooning with power, needed no more.

The gleam in his eyes, there in the dark pilot-house, seemed almost that of a fanatic.

His jaw hardened, his nostrils expanded.
This strange man's face was now wholly other than it had been only a week before, drawn and lined by ennui.

Now vast ambitions dominated and infused it with virile force.
As he held the speeding air-liner to her predetermined course through voids of night and mystery, he peered with burning eagerness at the beckoning stars along the world's far, eastern rim.
"Behold now, Allah!" he cried suddenly.