You understand me, don't you?
You speak English so well that I'm sure you do." "Yes--I understand you perfectly"-- he replied--"That I speak English is quite natural, for I was educated at Stonyhurst, in England.

I was then for a time at Fort Augustus in Scotland, and studied a great many of the strange traditions of the Highland Celts, to which mystic people Miss Royal by birth belongs.

Her ancestry has a good deal to do with her courage and character." While he spoke Lady Kingswood gazed anxiously into the sky, searching it north, south, east, west, for the first glimpse of the returning "White Eagle," but there was no sign of it.
"You must not worry yourself,"-- went on the priest, putting a chair for her in the loggia, and taking one himself--"If we sit here we shall see the air-ship returning, I fancy, by the western line,--certainly near the sunset.

In any case let me assure you there is no danger!" "No danger ?" "Absolutely none!" Lady Kingswood looked at him in bewildered amazement.
"Surely there MUST be danger ?" she said--"The terrible accidents that happen every day to these flying machines--" "Yes--but you speak of ordinary flying machines," said Aloysius,--"This 'White Eagle' is not an ordinary thing.

It is the only one of its kind in the world--the only one scientifically devised to work with the laws of Nature.