Freddy the Pilot by Walter R. Brooks

Author:Walter R. Brooks
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Overlook Press

The blow knocked the wind out of him.

“This is too bad, Sniffy,” Freddy said. “Just when we all ought to be pulling together to help out Mr. Boom. You’ll hear from the Horribles, I bet.”

“What can they do?” said Sniffy. “Look at these arrows, Freddy. Uncle Ben made us up some tipped with sharp wire, and a lot tipped with porcupine quills. I wouldn’t use the wire ones on the Horribles. After all, most of them are friends of mine. But if they try any of this scary business—well, they’ll have a lot of fun pulling quills out of one another.”

“I’d rather see you plugging them into Mr. Condiment than into the Horribles,” Freddy said. “But a minute ago you said—that is, thou saidst that thou wouldst straightway do what I asked of thee.”

“Yes,” said Sniffy. “In sooth I did promise thee that thy—” He broke off. “Golly,” he said, I sound like a teakettle—all those th’s.”

“I thought you were trying to whistle,” Freddy said. “But it is pretty hard stuff to talk. Let’s quit before we get our tongues tied into a knot. Look, there’s a lot of old umbrellas up in the Beans’ attic. You can use them as parachutes—I can drop you on that airfield tomorrow night. Are you game?”

“We’re game,” said Sniffy. “It’s for Mr. Boom and Mademoiselle Rose. But how can we report to you? It would take us a week to walk back.”

“There’s an airfield where I can land at West Nineveh, about four miles south of where you’ll be. I’ll get in touch with you in two days. When we’re over the field I’ll show you where you can keep watch for me. Now let’s go get the umbrellas. I think you’d better make a practise jump or two off the barn before tomorrow night.”

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