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The World Syndicate Publishing Co. Cleveland, O. New York, N. Y.
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Copyright, 1931 by The World Syndicate Publishing Company
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In this fifth book of the Airplane Boys, Jim and Bob risk their lives to help a worthy family out of their difficulties.
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CHAPTER PAGE I. An Old Enemy 9 II. Delayed Return 25 III. Unidentified 41 IV. A Distress Call 56 V. Platinum River 75 VI. Capture 91 VII. Through Space 107 VIII. The Air Battle 123 IX. Taken for a Ride 138 X. Shivering Rocks 154 XI. Treasure 170 XII. Gross Exaggeration 187
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“I say, Buddy, my esophagus feels as if my pharynx is severed,” Robert Caldwell remarked very soberly to his step-brother, Jim Caldwell, as the pair made their way among the gay crowd attending the Spanish-Peruvian fiesta near Cuzco.
“That’s right serious, old man. Think somebody shot an arrow into the air while you were asleep with your mouth open and it dropped in?” the older boy inquired with equal gravity.
“Is that any way to treat a fellow who is empty to his boot tips and just when I am beginning to discard vulgar slang for something real cultured in the way of language?” Bob demanded.
“Oh! Do you perchance happen to be trying to convey the idea that you are hungry? Why don’t you say so in good old Texas, long may she reign, talk!”
“Looks to me as if Carlos de Castro is going to be late. He said that he might, so we may as well make a landing and take on fuel,” Jim agreed cheerfully. They proceeded toward the section where a number of tables were set up in stalls beside rows of tropical plants growing in tubs, but it appeared that Bob was not the only person who was anxious to get something to eat, for everyplace they saw was occupied.