Let's investigate;"
"That's what I intend doing. Come on. The airship will be all
right until we come back."
"Better take a light--hadn't you? It's dark, even if the moon
does show now and then," suggested Mr. Damon.
"Guess you are right," agreed Tom. Aboard his airship there
were several small but powerful portable electric lights, and
after securing one of these Tom and Mr. Damon started for the
spot whence the call for help had come. As they walked along,
their feet making no noise on the soft turf, they listened
intently for a repetition of the call for aid.
"I don't hear anything," said Tom, after a bit.
"Nor I," added Mr. Damon. "We don't know exactly which way to
go, Tom."
"That's right. Guess we'd better give him a hail; whoever it
is."
Tom came to a halt, and raising his voice to a shout called:
"Hello there! What's the matter? We'll help you if you can tell
us which way to come!"
They both listened intently, but no voice answered them. At the
same time, however, they were aware of a sound as of hurrying
feet, and there seemed to be muttered imprecations not far away.
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