That's ba-ad." He removed the smokeless cigarette from his lips, looked at it, felt for a match, and shook his head slowly while he drew the match across a hot rock at his feet.
"Jus' broke little small," Tomaso's brother's voice came pleadingly from behind Johnny.

"You can feex him easy.

She's fine airship, you bet!" Johnny turned and looked at him pityingly.

"Say, where do you get that stuff ?" he inquired.

"A hell of a lot _you_ know about airships--bringing me off down here to see _this_! Say! where's the fuselage at ?" he abruptly demanded.
Tomaso's brother gazed at the machine with tragic eyes.