Only the youngest member of the trio, as the craft nosed into a gentle glide and banked in a turn to get in position to shoot the private landing spot on the old estate, took the occasion as anything but a lark.
"How do you know this?"Higher and higher they went, probably out of sight of anyone without strong field glasses, and while they swung in a wide circle, Larrys binoculars swept the horizon.It did not in the least matter to Brewster, but he was one of those trying people whom Nature has deprived of the instinct for knowing when to stop. A very perceptible sneer twitched his lips. "You seem to be English," he said.
