Accepting the invitation, Hugh and Ralph bustled about for several
minutes, hunting all through the interior of the shack, but without
any success.
"Nothing here, that's sure," admitted the patrol leader. "It was
careless of you to leave your precious plan behind when you went to
try the model out."
Bud scratched his tousled head as though endeavoring to collect his
wits.
"Let me see," he started to say, slowly; "don't blame me if I'm all
mixed up over this business. I've waited so long for this time to
come that I'm sure rattled, that's what's the matter. What did I
lay down here? Some parts of the plans for the model, that goes
without saying; but seems like I've got a paper in my pocket right
now. Let's see, I honestly believe that it's the key to the
invention. Just what it is, boys; and without this, nobody'd ever
know what all those markings on the other papers were meant for."
"Then it's all right, after all?" asked Hugh, smiling again when he
saw that suggestive grin on his comrade's face.
"It seems that I can make an aeroplane fool proof, when all the
time the fool killer ought to get hold of me," Bud confessed contritely.
"It was certainly careless of me to leave any part of my precious
papers floating around, and only good luck has saved me from being
left high and dry.
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