Jack5 would have walked to the brink of the cliff for a clearer view, but Mary pulled him back.
“Wait!” she whispered. “It is still light. If that man is down there he may see you. You’d stand out against the sky. Sit down here. We’ll watch to see if anything moves down there. There’s a steep path round this ledge. We can reach the jet plane in two minutes.” She pulled him to a seat beside her.
“There’s no one down there,” Jack said in a low voice after half a minute of silence. “This is my chance. We might as well go down.”
“No! Wait!” the girl insisted.
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A minute passed—two—three minutes. Jack was restless. Darkness was throwing thin shadows over the plane, half hiding it.
He rose and walked almost to the brink of the cliff and stood there staring down.
“There’s no one,” he called softly without turning. “We’ll go down.”
At that instant a bulky figure shot past the girl and straight at Jack. Only the girl’s quick, piercing scream saved the young flier. Turning quickly, Jack threw out his arms to meet the man head on and to bring him crashing to earth close to the brink.
Realizing his perilous6 position, Jack fought desperately7. He was no mean fighter.
His opponent was larger and older than he and slower in his movements. The battle raged over the surface of the cliff. Now they were close to the ledge, now away. Now Jack was up, and now down again. This man was a beast. Once he bit Jack’s finger to the bone. He tried to knock him senseless by banging his head on the rocks. Jack’s head was hard, but this beating made him groggy8.
It was then that the big man snatched a knife from its sheath to kill Jack. His hand was up. The end appeared certain now. But suddenly something hard crashed against that upraised arm. The knife rang as it hit the rocks.
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The stout9 hardwood club swung by the plucky10 girl—that for the moment had saved Jack’s life—did not stop with the knife. It came crashing down on the German’s head.
Stunned11, the big fellow staggered to his feet, made a lunge at Mary, and lost his balance. He fell to the rocky surface and started to roll slowly down the slope. Ten seconds later he had disappeared over the edge of the cliff.
“Wha—what happened?” Jack rose groggily12.
“No ma—matter what happened.” The girl was a bit shaky. “Come on back and sit down.”
“Wh—where is he?” Jack stammered13.
“He’s gone for good. Come on,” she urged.
They returned to the shadows. Having regained14 his vantage point, Jack rubbed his battered15 head. “I must have practically gone out,” he murmured. “What happened to that Nazi16?”
“Plenty!” said Mary. “But nothing he did not deserve. Besides, this is war, and war is—”
“No picnic.” Jack was himself again.
“How do you feel?” she asked.
He stood up, balanced himself for a moment, then went through the motions of skipping a rope.
“You’ll do.” She sprang to her feet. “We haven’t a moment to lose. Come on!”
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Jack followed her over the steep, uncertain trail. Since she was barefoot, native style, her feet appeared to cling to the rocks. From time to time she gripped his hands to whisper, “This is a bad spot.”
And then they were on the level rock, racing17 for the plane.
“Are you sure?” Jack hesitated with his hand on the jet plane.
“Yes, sure!” she whispered. “He fell too far. Couldn’t possibly bother us now. I’ll send the natives to look him up later. But now, please hurry!”
She joined him in climbing to the plane’s top. While Jack dropped into the pilot’s place, she swung down into the gunner’s seat.
“Why!” she exclaimed in a whisper. “This is an American twinflex gun! I’ve fired them often!”
“Is it loaded?” Jack asked anxiously.
“Sure is.”
“That’s good. Keep a sharp lookout18. Don’t shoot unless it is absolutely necessary.”
“Trust me!”
He did trust her, more than she knew.
After pulling down his canopy19 he switched on a pale light. “Just like my old scout20 plane,” he murmured.
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As he studied the instruments and controls his amazement21 grew. At last he exclaimed in a hoarse22 whisper, “This is an American plane, every bit of it. The instruments even have the makers’ trade marks on them. How do you account for that?”
“I don’t,” said the girl.
Cautiously Jack tried out the controls. He set the motor whispering, that was all. He released the brakes. They glided23 forward three or four yards. He clamped on the brakes again.
As he tested the instruments Mary whispered:
“Someone’s coming down the trail. I heard a rock rolling down.”
“Good grief!” came back in a hoarse whisper. “The Japs! We may have to light out just as we are! I’m practically ready to give it a try!”
“Wait,” she whispered. “I haven’t said good-by to the natives. They’ve really been wonderful.”
“Yes, but—” Jack did not finish. That’s a woman for you! he thought.
“I will wipe out the Japs if I must.” She turned the machine gun noiselessly.
“That’s the thing to do.”
“Yes, but I must be sure first. It might be— There!” Her whisper rose. “I saw one of them duck into the shadows.”
“Let them come on out into the open so you can get all three. We can’t—”
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He stopped short. From the foot of the rocky cliff had come the call of a parakeet where no parakeet should be.
“Thank goodness!” Jack exclaimed. “That’s Stew24! Phew! What a close call!”
Pushing back his hood25 he answered the call. A moment later Stew was climbing to Jack’s side.
“What’s up?” he demanded. “What’s happened, anyway? I thought you’d been killed, and here—”
“You didn’t miss it by much,” Jack broke in. “Now you’re here, let’s forget the talking and get this jet plane into the air.”
“I’m staying here!” Mary declared.
“Oh! Must you?” Deep consternation26 was registered by Jack’s voice.
“I must.” Her voice was husky. “But not for long. I’ll come with Ted3.”
“If he doesn’t beat you to the gun,” said Jack.
“He won’t do that,” Stew broke in. “He told me to hurry. He’s all set, but said he would wait unless he was driven off by the Japs.”
“Not much chance of that,” Mary laughed lightly. “The Jappies are being royally entertained by my friends, and after that—well, you fill in the picture.
“So long!” She was on the rock. “It’s nice having known you.”
“We’ll see you in the air and on the deck of the Black Bee.” Jack gave the ship the gun. The plane whistled. He released the brakes. She slid into the sea. Giving her another spurt27, he felt her rise into the air.
“We’ve got plenty of fuel,” he said to Stew. “We’ll just circle a bit and see if we can pick up Ted and that girl.”
“That’s the best thing to do,” was Stew’s comment. “I’ll feel a lot easier if Ted hits the old Black Bee’s deck ahead of us.”
“And sort of prepare the gang for this freak,” said Jack. “Not a bad idea.”
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scout
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