Fabulous Flight by Robert Lawson

Author:Robert Lawson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dover publications, inc.
Published: 2018-05-05T04:00:00+00:00

Gus settled gently in the creamy wake and almost at once speared a piece of French pastry. “Lavish, that’s what it is,” he chortled when the pastry had been swallowed, “Plain lavish.” He snapped up a few stalks of celery, a sardine on toast and an untouched slice of honeydew melon. “Horse doovers and all,” he said jubilantly. “In near shore you’d have to fight for a treat like this, but out here a feller can dine like a gentleman, as they say.”

Peter, reminded that it was long past his own lunch time, brought out some deviled eggs, a couple of chicken sandwiches and a slab of chocolate cake. He lunched pleasantly, while Gus continued his happy foraging.

“Don’t overindulge now, Gus,” Peter laughed.

“Needn’t to worry,” Gus chuckled contentedly. “Shads is my only weakness. This here’s real dainty fodder.”

He took off easily and they were again on their way.

The long morning, the dazzle of the sea and the lulling motion of their progress all combined to make Peter dreadfully sleepy. Toward midafternoon he announced his intention of taking a nap.

“Good ideer, Pete,” Gus agreed. “Go to it. May grab a bit of shut-eye myself, often do on long trips. Only trouble nowadays is these blasted aireoplanes. Close your eyes a few minutes and one of ’em’s liable to slice you in half. Think they owned the sky. We’re off their route now though, so it’s all right.”

Peter stretched out on the bunk and almost immediately fell into a delicious sleep. When he woke the level rays of the setting sun shone in the cabin. From the bobbing motion he judged they were on the water. He stretched and went out on Gus’s back.

“Well,” Gus greeted him, “hope you had a good nap. Slep’ some myself. Just seen a freighter goin’ by and decided it was time for supper. Nothin’ fancy like the Queen Mary, but sustaining, very sustaining.”

Peter got out some food and ate a light supper while they watched the sun sink in a glorious bed of golden clouds.

“Real purty,” Gus commented, “but personally I don’t care for the looks of it. Figger we’ll keep on flying tonight. Had real good weather so far and we might’s well ride our luck while we got it, as they say. Sort of like night flying myself, quiet-like and you can sleep half the time. Go to bed when you feel like, Pete; see you in the mornin’.” He flapped a few times and they soared on eastward.

Peter sat in the chair for a while, while the stars appeared one by one until the dome of the sky was a brilliant twinkling canopy. Once in a while they passed the lights of a ship and could see its faintly luminous wake. Gus sailed in long, gentle, sleepy swoops. Finally Peter bid him good night and stumbled in to bed.

Later, he did not know how much later, Peter was waked by violent tossings of the car and a roaring, swishing sound. He hastily switched on his flashlight, but could see nothing through the roof but rushing water.

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