CHAPTER TWO.
AND THE CAT CAME BACK "Why, hello, Bland," Johnny exclaimed after the first blank silence.
"I thought you was tied up in a sack and throwed into the pond long ago!" The visitor grinned with a sour droop to his mouth, a droop which Johnny knew of old.

"But the cat came back," he followed the simile, blinking at Johnny with his pale, opaque blue eyes.

"What yuh doing here?
Starting an aviation school ?" "Yeah.

Free instruction.

Want a lesson ?" Johnny retorted, only half the sarcasm intended for Bland; the rest going to the town that had failed to disgorge a buyer for what he had to sell.
"Aw, I suppose you think you could give me lessons, now you've learned to do a little straightaway flying without landing on your tail," Bland fleered, with the impatience of the seasoned flyer for the novice who thinks well of himself and his newly acquired skill.