It rather startled him,
too, as well it might, for he had not been dreaming of anything so
unusual.
"Why, it's in the air!" he exclaimed involuntarily.
"Sure it is," agreed the excited Bud; "in the air and everywhere else.
Seems to me I might be listening to a dozen shuttles working with a
rush."
"But I mean that it comes from _above our heads_!" Hugh quickly added;
at which both the others gasped in wonder, though realizing that what
the patrol leader had said was actually true.
"Whatever can it mean?" stammered Bud.
"Say, do you know it makes me think of something I heard over at
Bellville during county fair week!" burst out Ralph.
"Meaning an aeroplane?" declared Hugh.
"Just what it was, Hugh," returned Ralph. "But what would a flier
be doing away up here, going around and around in the dark of night?"
"I don't know, and that's all I can say," replied the other; "but
perhaps we may be able to find out. There it comes again, swinging
around in a circle. If we all look sharp, we may be able to glimpse
something up against the sky."
"My stars! An _aeroplane_!" Bud was muttering to himself, as he
hastened to follow his companions away from the door in order to have
a better range of observation.
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