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Concepts of time, too, vanished Did it last one hour or three? Five hours, or evenany point of contact with reality, htale, rain, hail-blasts, cloud and scudding vapor, they sensed nothing but the fight for life itself, the struggle to keep aloft till the cyclone should have blown itself out, and they could seek the shelter of the earth once more

Reality came back with a reft in the jetty sky, the faint shine of a little pale blue there, and--a while later--a glimpse of water, or what seemed to be such, very far below

More steady now the currents grew Stern volplaned again; and as the machine slid doard earth, came into a calh clouds that shifted, shredded and reassembled, he let the plane coast, now under control once more; and all at once there below hiue as though in the light of evening, a vast sheet of water that stretched away, away, till the sight lost it in a bank of low-hung vapors on the horizon

"The sea?" thought Stern, with sudden terror Who could tell? Perhaps the storht have carried theht be the ocean, a hundred or two hundredthe descent, he drove forward on level wings, peering beloide eyes, while far above him the remnants of the storh

Stern's eye caught the light of that setting beah all below, on earth, was dusk; and now he knew the west again and found his sense of direction

The wind, he perceived, still bleard; and with a thrill of relief he felt, as though by intuition, that its course had not varied enough to drive him out to sea

Though he knew the ripping clatter of the engine drowned his voice, he shouted to the girl: "Don't be alarave the motor all that she would stand

A lake! But what lake? What sheet of water, of this size, lay in New England? And if not in New England, then where were they?

A lake? One of the Great Lakes? Could that be? Could they have been driven clear across Massachusetts, its whole length, and over New York State, four hundredover Erie or Ontario?