If a plane is worth fixing up the chief wants the rest of the use of
it. If it is no good to him it would not be worth anything to us;
that's the rub there."
"I've got it!" exclaimed Joe, slapping his knee. "Why not hit Parks
for that old 'bad bus' that gave the young fellow the broken leg the
last time it smashed? There is plenty of life left in that old girl.
I wonder they haven't taken the engine out of her if they don't
intend to fix her up, The engine is all right."
"Maybe the engine is out of her. Where is she?"
"Down in number twelve hangar, covered up in the corner."
"Let's go and have a look at her."
The two lads trotted off to inspect the damaged plane, which they
found under a pile of canvas, just where it had been brought the day
a bad side-slip had resulted in smashing it up.
"The engine is in her, sure enough," said Louis, "and it is by no
means a bad type of engine either. It might have more power, but it
is reliable enough. What was the matter with this bus, anyway, that
made them decide to shelve her?"
Someone told me that she side-slips badly at times.
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