THREE:
THREE:The rend and crash, the tear of metal, wood and fabric as the craft dashed against a tree, was followed by a shrill scream from the stewardess.
THREE:Just what Im doing now, Larry grinned. I know Mr. Everdail paid the company for the ruined seaplane and moved it into the hangar, here. I know your airplane almost touches it, every night. But I dont let that worry me, because
TWO:Yep! Nights its been bad enoughnow its daytimes! Ghosts! Reporters! Snoopers! And now you fellers in the daytime!












