CHAPTER XI

THE BLOW FALLS Ted Scott grinned at his employer’s vehemence. “Not exactly crazy,” he replied. “I’ve been accused of it several times—when I started on my Atlantic and Pacific flights, for instance—but people seemed to agree that I was sane when I got back.” “I know,” agreed Bruin. “But this is different, twice or three times as long a flight. And there are limits even to such daring as yours. You know the old saying about the pitcher that goes to the well too often.” “Well, I’ve given my word now and I can’t reced…