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relief that Tom was struggling to his feet and shaking a fist at the departing plane.
"You're all right?" Bud asked unbelievingly.
Tom coughed violently. "I'm okay," he gasped, slapping the dust from his
clothes. "But I sure have a score to settle with Dansitt!"
"I'll say! He tried to kill you! But why?"
"There must be more to this than meets the eye.
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I never saw or heard of him. But I mean to find out what's going on!"
"Let's go back to the control tower and make him fly in," Bud urged.
The boys had walked only a dozen yards when Tom suddenly stopped and
bent down. He picked up a small gleaming object from the runway.
"What did you find?" Bud asked.
"A coin. Republica Cuba," Tom read slowly. "Why, it's a Cuban peso." He
turned it over. "But look at this!" he exclaimed. "The head of a dog has been
embossed over the original design!"
"That's strange," Bud remarked. "Why would anyone want to do that?"
"Beats me," Tom replied, slipping it into his pocket. "I wonder iг Sidney
Dansitt or his passenger could have dropped it."
Tom threw himself to the ground
A BRAZEN DENIAL

Sandy, meanwhile, had landed the Pigeon Special. The girl's blue eyes
sparkled as she introduced her client, Miss Carl ton, and told the boys how lucky
she was to have avoided a crack-up.
"It was more than luck," said Miss Carlton, ap-~ parently still a bit shaky. "It
was quick thinking. If the necessity arises, I hope I can do as well when I fly the
Pigeon. I've decided to buy one," she added.
As the group walked toward the parking area,.
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Tom suggested that Bud drive Sandy and Miss Carl-ton back to Shopton in
his car.
"I want to stay here and have a talk with that wild man Dansitt if he comes
back," Tom said.
"Okay. And bring me his head on a platter," Bud said, grinning.
When the others had left, Tom returned to the glass-enclosed room of the
dispatcher. He heard him say:
"Sidney Dansitt! Calling Sidney Dansitt! You have been ordered by the Air
Patrol to return to this field at once. And don't attempt to land without being
cleared!"
There was no answer. The dispatcher repeated his message. Still no reply.
With a gesture of disgust, he switched off the mike.
"Who is this Dansitt fellow?" Tom asked him.
"He's a graduate science student at the University. A wise guy. I've been told
he has no regard whatsoever for other people's rights."
"That's pretty obvious," Tom said. "This is only a semipublic field. Any more
stunts like that and he'll be barred from here altogether. Do you know anything
else about Dansitt?"
"Not much. He owns the plane he's in. He flies a lot and he's been making
several long-distance trips lately." Suddenly the dispatcher pointed and said: