CHAPTER XIV

A CLOSE CALL Ted Scott’s heart beat fast as he noted that ominous rushing current of water directly in the path of his plane. “Will the _Ice Bird_ plunge into it?” he asked himself. “Will the speed at which she’s traveling carry her safely over the gap? Will she rise before she comes to it?” His companions, too, had seen the break, and Jack Forrest reached forward involuntarily as though to touch Ted’s arm. Mark Lawson grasped his extended hand. “No back seat driving!” he muttered savagely. “Leave it to Ted.” Ted S…