This proved to be the
fine field glasses that had been brought along on the adventure.
These he clapped to his eye, and as they were already fitted and adapted
to his sight, he lost not a second in covering the passing aeroplane.
"Look for yourself, my boy!" he cried, handing the binoculars over to
Andy, who hastily raised them.
"Well, I declare, that settles it!" ejaculated that individual
immediately.
"You recognize them, then?" asked Frank.
"It's Puss as sure as thunder. I can see him plain. The other is just
out of line, but there's something about his figure that makes me ready
to say it's our old friend, Sandy," Andy replied, amazement still
gripping him tightly.
"Well," Frank observed, "after all, the only queer thing about it is our
glimpsing them so soon. We knew they were headed down this way
somewhere, but they made quicker time than our best. And just to think
that they're the first to fly an aeroplane along the region of the
Magdalena."
"Huh! they beat us up in the air that other time, yet when it came to a
showdown, we left 'em at the stake!"
Andy was beginning to recover his breath, and with it came renewed
confidence.
"Do you see anything in the actions of Puss that would indicate he had
recognized us aboard this boat?" asked Frank, for the other still kept
the glasses glued to his eyes.
"No, I don't," replied Andy, presently.
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