Frank Walton, The Flying Machine Boys in the Wilds…
“ Nothing had changed, except that the person who a moment before had stood in full view had disappeared as if the earth had opened at his feet.“Now what do you think of that?” demanded Jimmie.“Say,” chuckled Carl, “do you think that fellow is custodian of the temple, and has to do that stunt every night, the same as a watchman in New York has to turn a key in a clock every hour?”Jimmie nudged his chum in the ribs in appreciation of the observation, and then stood silent, his eyes fixed on the broken tower across the cove. ”
