The receiver slid soundlessly into her lap and lay there while Johnny Jewel rattled on hurriedly.
"-- And so after that happened, we were held up till dark getting the landing gear straightened out.

And of course we couldn't fly very well after dark.

And then next morning, after Bland had cleaned out the carburetor--say, it was straight mud in there and the screen was packed solid, so of course she didn't get gas half the time, and that's what ailed her--and when we did start, or was going to start, we found out there wasn't enough gas in the tank to take us home.

So I had to catch an Injun and make him take a note to the nearest station for gas, and wait till he got back with some.

I'd have sent word on to you, but I was in such a darned hurry I forgot--and the Injuns were all scared stiff, and it was only by making them understand I wanted water for the Bird, and nothing else would do." "Mary V's fainted," mommie interrupted him then.