These stretched farther than Johnny had dreamed a tree could stretch its branches, and screened completely the wide space beneath.

It was like a great tent, with the back wall lifted; since here the branches inclined upward, scraping the hillside with their tips.

The Thunder Bird could be wheeled around behind and under easily enough, and never seen from the front and sides.

It was so obviously perfect that Johnny wondered why Cliff should bother to consult him about it.

He wondered, too, how Cliff had found the place, how he had completed so quickly his plans to use it for the purpose.