She held something
in her hand,--a wonderful invention of the seventeenth century,
improved and perfected in this: a pyramid of sixteen circular hoops
of light yet strong steel, attached to each other by cloth bands.
With a cry of joy Little seized them, climbed to the balloon, and
fitted the elastic hoops over its conical end. Then he returned to
the car.
"We are saved."
Lady Caroline, blushing, gathered her slim but antique drapery
against the other end of the car.
CHAPTER X.
They were slowly descending. Presently Lady Caroline distinguished
the outlines of Raby Hall. "I think I will get out here," she
said.
Little anchored the balloon and prepared to follow her.
"Not so, my friend," she said, with an arch smile. "We must not be
seen together. People might talk. Farewell."
Little sprang again into the balloon and sped away to America. He
came down in California, oddly enough in front of Hardin's door, at
Dutch Flat. Hardin was just examining a specimen of ore.
"You are a scientist; can you tell me if that is worth anything?"
he said, handing it to Little.
Little held it to the light. "It contains ninety per cent of
silver.
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