THE BATTLE OF VIBRATIONS Two, five, a dozen, now a score of tiny specks dotted the mist, some moving right across the broadening face of the sun itself.

As _Nissr's_ flight stormed eastward, and these gnats drove to the west, their total rate of approach must have been tremendous; for even as the men watched, they seemed to find the attackers growing in bulk.
And now more and ever more appeared, transpiring from the bleeding vapors of dawn.
"Looks like business, sir!" exclaimed the Celt, his jaw hard.
"Business, yes." "Bad business for us, eh ?" "It might be, if we had only the usual means of defense.

Under ordinary circumstances, our only game would be to turn tail and run for it, or cut away far to the south--or else break out a white flag and surrender.

But--" "That must be the Azores air-fleet," judged Bohannan.

"The others couldn't have made so much westing, in this time.