Just think of a great big bat circling
around in the darkness of night, sending down a searchlight, maybe,
to pick out the right spot, and then, bang! Good-by to your old fort
or battleship! It would be all over before you could wink twice.
And let me tell you, fellows, we've got the bully boys in the army
to do this same stunt, if anybody on earth can!"
"Thank you for the compliment, my boy!"
A quiet voice said this, and the three scouts looked up hastily to
discover that a man clad in a faded suit of khaki was standing close
by, watching them with an expression of amusement on his clear-cut
face.
There was something about his make-up that instantly convinced Hugh
of his connection with the aviation corps of the Government service.
This, then, would seem to prove that it was the army engaged in
making these secret experiments with the new explosive, perhaps from
a war aeroplane that may have been given over into the charge of the
Flying Corps for trial.
Hugh immediately advanced toward the officer and gave the regular
salute, as every scout is taught to do when he meets one who is above
him in rank. To his delight, the other acknowledged the salute
immediately.
"We are Boy Scouts belonging to a town some miles away from here,"
Hugh started to explain.
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