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BY WALLACE WEST
Novelized From The Paramount Picture of The Same Name
SYNOPSIS
Jack Gordan, crack air pilot, comes to New York on vacation from his man. “Wintry isn’t it.” He kept them
western division duties only to be called back to Salt Lake City to fly a ship
to San Francisco. He balks but changes his mand when he sees pretty Felice
Rollins, society heiress, board the westbound plane. Complications set in when
a guntoting foreigner named Stephani attempts to stop Felice from continu-
ing her trip. Jack saves Felice and finds out why she is so anxious to get to
the coast. On his leg of the flight, a howling storm forces Jack to make a
landing in a snowfilled pass. While Jack and the co-pilot explore the situa-
tion, a government agent posing as a
passenger, Palmer, who is a notorious bank-robber. The latter pulls a gun and
Dr. Evarts attempts to arrest another
wounds Evarts and the co-pilot. Jack gets ready to defend the plane.
CHAPTER IX.
“Where's Your gun?” Jack demanded as he lifted Evarts through the
cabin door. 4
“Palmer took it and Freddy’s too,” gasped the wounded man.
“Freddy’s?” screamed Ann. “What happened to him?
“Palmer shot him,” groaned Jack,
the effect his words would have on the
“Freddy—shot! Freddy — Freddy
« «.” Before he could stop her the girl
. had torn the door open and was dash-
ing out through the snow.
“Here—take care of him,” Gordon
commanded Felice as he placed the
wounded man in the aisle. Then he ran
back into the storm.
“Ann! Ann! Come back here, you
idiot,” he shouted. “Palmer will get you
too.” Catching up with her, he gripped
her arm. “You're going back to the
plane. We've got trouble enough.”
“Trouble! You've got trouble!” she
laughed hysterically. “That's a good
one. What about Freddy lying out
there all alone—bleeding to death—
while you stand there and keep me
from..."
Realizing that she was rapidly going
into hysterics, Jack slapped her hard
across the face, then spun her toward
the plane,
“Sorry,” he said quietly. “Now go on
back. I'll find Freddy.”
Tracing Evarts’ footsteps through
the snow, he finally came to a dark
mass lying across the path. He hur-
ried forward and picked Freddy up
in his arms. The boy was unconscious.
Jack’s face hardened as he staggered
back to the plane.
“Is he dead?” Waldemar inquired
hopefully as Ann helped the pilot lift
her sweetheart into the cabin.
“No. But we've got to work fast.
Ann, get the emergency kit. Felice. I
need some hot water.”
For half an hour the three worked
rapidly bandaging the wounded. Neith-
er was as badly hurt as it had seemed
at first. Evarts had a clean wound
completely through the right shoulder.
Freddy’s skull had been creased by a
bullet but the bone had not been
broken,
“Any you people got a gun in your
bag?’ inquired Jack at last.
“I have,” answered Waldemar, proud-
ly displaying his water pistol.
“He’ll come back and shoot us,”
wailed Miss Harkins. “I know it. I
know it! I'm so nervous I could jump
right out of my skin.”
“Go ahead, lady—and we’ll make a
rug out of it.” Jack was savage.
“Look!” cried Ann. “Freddy's coming
out of it.”
“Fine!” he exclaimed as his co-pi-
Jot’s eyes flickered open for a second.
“Better dish out some hot coffee to the
others.”
Completely exhausted, he climbed in-
to the cockpit and started the cold
motors again. Felice found him there.
“I want you to know I feel terribly
sorry—and entirely responsible for all
of this,” she began contritely.
“Aw, forget it. These things
happen.” He was too tired to care,
“No—I kept egging you on—urging
you to take chances , . .”
“You must be kinda crazy about that
guy in San Francisco...”
“What guy are you talking about?
‘What did Stephani tell you?”
“Oh, he made a couple of cracks.”
“All right. Now I'm going to make a
couple of cracks. My sister, Kay, and I
met this Stephani—and his brother
Alix—Ilast summer in New York. When
they found out who we were, Alix gave
Kay the old Contenental rush and
swept her off her feet—she’s just a kid
—eighteen. I pleaded—did everything
I could—but she’s in her way to San
Francisco with him now. They plan to
be married in Honolulu. I've got to
stop them. It's all my fault for letting
her know such people. I can’t let her
suffer from my stupidity.”
“Humph!” A great load seemed to
lift from Jack’s shoulders. “The out-
look isn’t particularly bright at the
moment, but if there’s any chance of
getting you to the Coast before noon
tomorrow I'll grab it.”
“Did you see it?” Ann burst in upon
them, closely followed by Waldemar.
Then, realizing that she had disturbed
an important conversation, she stam-
mered. “I mean the light. It came and
went—like a match. Do you suppose it
was Palmer?”
“Probably,” shrugged Jack. “I think
he'll wait for daylight before coming
back, though. That would help his aim.
Our only chance is to get off in the
morning before he shows up.”
“And if he gets here first?” inquired
Felice.
“I'd give my left ear for a gun,” was
the glum reply. Suddenly he looked at
the girl appraisingly and demanded:
“How’s your nerve?”
“I think it'll get by.” Her blue eyes
met his brown ones steadily.
“That's swell—because we're going
to give it a workout. See that? He
reached through the cockpit door and
unhooked the fire extinguisher which
hung on the cabin wall, “I got some
of that stuff in my eyes once—couldn’t
see or breathe for five minutes. And
it squirts yards—like a gun.”
“He'll never give you the chance to
use it,” said Felice.
“Not me, maybe. But he won't be
just
watching you, Now if the party gets!
rough you hide it under your coat and
too dazed by the catastrophe to realize
girl. ;
I'll maneuver him into position—then
let him have it. Think you can do it?”
“I can try.” \
“0. K. Now suppose you catch your-
self a little nap—nothing we can do
until daylight. And you, Waldo, for the
love of Mike get out from under foot
for once.”
Waldemar retaliated by kicking him
on the shin. \
The next morning found the wound-
ed men much stronged. The sky also
seemed to be in a much healthier con-
dition.
“Any sign of Palmer?’ whispered
Evarts as Jack felt his pulse.
“Nope. Okay with you if we leave
him here?” Then to Freddy, who had
started to get up but found himself
too weak to do so. “Don’t crowd your
luck, kid. Stay quiet. I can take off all
right.”
He entered the cockpit and switched
on the starters. Instantly a pistol
cracked outside and a bullet tore
across the top corner of the cockpit.
Felice, who was sitting beside him,
barely escaped.
“Hey, you! Gordon,” came Palmer's
voice. “I'm coming aboard and I'm
heeled. I don’t think you've got a gun
but if you have—forget it.” He ducked
under the wing and moved toward the
door.
Jack grabbed Felice by the arm and
rushed her into a seat at the front of
the cabin. “Quick now!” he command-
ed. “Sit there!”
As she slipped into the first seat he
reached behind him for the fire ex-
tinguisher. It was not in its rack. The
pilot looked frantically down the cabin.
“Who’s got that fire extinguisher?”
he whispered hoarsely.
There was no answer from the pas-
sengers as the cabin door slowly
opened and the muzzle of an automa-
tic was thrust through the crack,
“You mean this?” Waldemar stuck
his head out of the washroom and
held up the fire extinguisher which he
had purloined.
Before Jack could grab it the cabin
door flew open and Palmer leaped in-
side. The boy hastily shoved the ex-
tinguisher behind him.
-|ed after a second’s hesitation.
“Hello, everybody,” beamed the gun-
| covered with his two guns. “If any of
[you want trouble—start it and I'll fin-
ish it. As for you, Rollo”. He glared
at Waldemar, who was innocently re-
turning to his seat. “I've got some
plans for you. In the meantime, keep
that trap of yours shut.”
Palmer started walking forward to-
ward Jack, waving the latter into the
cockpit. He apparently had no fear of
the cowering passengers.
“Hello, beautiful,”
Felice. Then, as she ignored him he
added: “Don’t get on. your high horse
| sister. Plenty of swell dames have gone
for me.”
“Can you take off?” he demanded of
Jack. -
“I'm not sure.” The latter was play-
ing for time. ¥
“Come on—can the funny stuff. It's
hard and smooth and downhill, If you
can’t take off, maybe I can , ..”
“You'll break your fool neck and
everybody else’s.”
“Listen—if you think you've got me
over a barrel because you're the only
one that can fly this plane, you're
crazy—I will if I have to.”
“Where'd. you learn?” Jack demand-
“Mexico”.
“All right—T'll fly you on one condi-
tion. These pecple go along.”
“Okay—T’ll be a sucker but get this
—vyouw’ll fly and I'll ride the co-pilot’s
seat and if you try any funny business
—TI'll fly the rest of the way myself.
Now start ’em up and let’s get going.”
As Jack started into the cockpit,
Palmer's eyes suddenly lighted on the
empty fire extinguisher rack.
“Wiait a minute!” he snarled. “Stand
he grinned arf
Palmer went down, one of the guns
flying from his hand. “Grab that gun
quick!” shouted Jack.
down, one cf the automatics flying
from his hand. Felice dived for it but
the gangster, recovering somewhat,
him neatly.
“Grab that
Jack.
Stephani compiied, but instead of us-
ing it, tossed the weapon through the
window and sat back to enjoy the
fight.
By this time pandemonium reigned
in the cabin. Palmer and Gordon were
in a tight clinch and the former was
gleefully gouging the pilot's eye and
trying to tear his other gun free.
“How do you like it, huh?’ He
gouged again and Jack groaned. Then
the latter twisted loose and walloped
his foe beside the jaw. The other gun
crashed against the side of the cabin
floor while the two men engaged in a
slugging contest. A mule-kick wallop
to the chin knocked Palmer to the floor
but as he fell his hand grasped the lost
gun. He took quick aim just as Wal-
gun, quick!” shouted
demar crept out from under a seat and
plunged forward and was on the verge !
of grabbing it when Waldemar tripped |
let him have another jet from the
water pistol. The stuff would have
choked an elephant, but Palmer mere-
ly staggered back, dropping the gun
jonce more.
| And once more Stephani reached for
|the weapon. This time, however, Ann's
|high-beeled slipper pinioned his fin-
|gers co the floor while she picked up
{the automatic and crept forward to in-
| flict the deciding blow.
Palmer, again recovering from the
fluid, was fighting like a madman. He
jhad Jack jammed against the cockpit
|wall and was pounding him into a
|pulp. But his attention kept being di-
[verted by Waldemar, who was dodging
in and out, trying for another shot. The
‘pilot managed to pinion his opponent's
larms for a second. Yelling with delight
Waldemar leaped in, jammed his pistol
under Palmer's very nose and pulled
the trigger.
The gangster couldn’t take it this
time. Choking, sobbing and gasping for
breath, he clawed at his eyes while
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‘enemy’s head ‘snapped back and he
jwent down for the count.
“Waldemar,” wailed Miss Harkins.
“I knew youd hurt someone with . . .”
“He's moving,” screamed the boy as
his fallen foe stirred dazedly. “Some=
body kick him quick.”
“He's out, Waldo,” Jack
shakily. “Thanks to vou.”
“Boy, did we fix him 'n boy, did you
sock him,” chortled the child.
“This trip is more darn fun,” groan-
ed the pilot. “Tie him up, somebody.”
Then he turned to Felice. “Come on.
Weve got to hurry.” :
“Just a minute,” interrupted Steph-
ani, making his last bid. “I. . .
“Listen, you. One more move and
you'll be going places with him.” Jack
jerked one swollen hand toward Palm-
er, “for attempting to delay the U. S.
mail, assaulting a carrier of the mail,
attempted bribery of a post office em-
ployee, carrying firearms without a
permit and . . . is that enough?”
“Yes,” answered Stephani, subsiding
meekly.
“All right now,” he continued to Fe<«
lice when they were both in the cock-
pit. “My hands are both shot. You
might as well learn to fly now, as later.
Do just what I tell you.”
“But...”
“Shut up,” he barked. Felice started
to flare up at his tone, then grinned
happily. She adored it. )
An hour later they were soaring out
of the mountains.
“Nice flying,’ chuckled Jack. “You're
getting the hang of it fine.”
“Thanks—TI love it.” She manipulated
the stick gingerly.
“It’s going to be wonderful . . . you
having dinner with me tonight. And
now.” He reached painfully into his
pocket and brought out Felice’s ring.
“Could I interest you in a large and
handsome ring and a large and bat-
tered pilot—because I'd like to return
both of them to their owner.”
“But I only own one of them,” she
answered, banking the ship like a vet
eran.
“That’s what you think,” he grinned
laughed
| Jack deliberately measured him and
as he steadied her hand .on the wheel
still! Who's got that extinguisher?”
“It’s in the washroom, mister,” piped
up Waldemar innocently.
“So you were preparing to squirt me
out like a bonfire,” Palmer sneered at
Jack. “If I didn’t need you . . .” He
whirled on the other passengers. “The
rest of you get out of this plane and
get out. quickly.”
“You'll be arrested for this!” cried
Miss Harkins dramatically as she
gathered her skirts about her.
“All right, sister, go call a cop—call
a couple of cops.”
“You can’t” protested Stephani.
Stephani. “We'll all freeze to death.”
“I'd as soon kill you as look at you,”
snarled the gunman. |
“What about me?” inquired Walde- |
mar. “You said ...”
Palmer: turned and stared at him in-
decisively as if he couldn’t quite make
up his mind what to do. Deliberately
‘Waldemar raised his hand to his nose
and wiggled the fingers slowly. Then,
as his enemy tensed 'for a spring he
fired his old standby, the water-pistol,
from the hip. k
The jet hit Palmer squarely in the
face. The effect was astounding. He
velled, gasped and clawed at his eyes,
then fired his guns wildly.
Jack got the idea at once, Waldemar
had charged his pistol with extinguish-
er fluid. He leaped forward ana
crashed into his foe. Palmer went
|
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