Mary V weakened to the point of covering her face with her hands as they drew near.

But they were merely reporters anxious for news.
That afternoon other reporters appeared, and the next day an enterprising motion-picture concern had a camera man on the job.

The mystery of the vanished airplane grew with the passing hours.

The desert fairly swarmed with men, and theories were thick as lizards.

On the second night beacon fires were burning on every hilltop, and water was being hauled in barrels to certain rest stations where the searchers could come and recuperate.