Cliff, peering down over the edge of the cockpit, must have thought so, for he laughed aloud triumphantly.
"Fine! I think we are putting one over on my friends, the guards," he cried, with more animation than Johnny had yet observed in him.
Indeed, it occurred to Johnny quite suddenly that he had never heard Cliff Lowell laugh heartily out loud before.

"How far can you keep this up--without the motor ?" "Till we hit the ground," drawled Johnny, who was enjoying his position of captain of this cruise.

He had been taking orders from Cliff for about forty-eight hours now without respite save when he slept, and even his sleep had been ordered by Cliff.
"I could make that twelve miles or so from here, though.

Why ?" "In the twelve miles you would not be using gas--could you glide to the ridge, circle and fly high again, and back to Mateo's camp without stopping for gas ?" Johnny gave a grunt of surprise.

"I guess I could," he said.