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The brothers grinned. Then Frank asked Mr Weaver if he might take the slides showing the mysterious man and make prints of them. The lawyer consented. The boys hurried home. After lunch, Joe went to the workshop to make the prints, while Frank telephoned Chet. There was a war whoop from the other end of the line.

"Hot tamales!" Chet exclaimed. "I can have all of them I want!"

"How about coming over so that we can talk about our trip?" Frank asked.

"Be right there," Chet promised.

"Meet you out in our workshop," said Frank.

Fifteen minutes later the boys heard the sound of a familiar horn. Instead of a few blasts, the raucous noise continued.
"Chet sure is happy!" said Joe with a grin. "Well, we may as well go out and welcome him!"

Standing at the kerb was Chet's jalopy, its horn still blowing. The stout boy was not inside the car. He was standing on the pavement, his face red with embarrassment.

Aunt Gertrude was there, wagging a finger at him and saying, "The idea! If you don't know how to take care of a car, you have no business running one!"

By this time several neighbours had come rushing towards the jalopy. One woman called out, "Is something the matter at your house, Miss Hardy"

Frank and Joe howled with laughter as they hurried towards the scene.




- 4 -

The Hijacked Plane



FRANK waved at the crowd gathered near Chet's jalopy. "Nothing's wrong here except a short in the horn wiring," he said.

Joe quickly released the car bonnet and disconnected a wire. The horn stopped blowing.

"What'll I do now if I want to use it?" Chet asked, dismayed, as the onlookers dispersed.

"Just get the wire replaced," said Joe.

Chet scratched his head. "I haven't many spare parts, but I do have some extra wire!"

"Get to it, boy," said Joe. "Unless you want us to send for a mechanic!"

"Okay, okay," Chet agreed amiably. He found a pair of pliers in the dashboard compartment and went to work. With Frank and Joe's help he soon had the old wire replaced and the horn in proper working order.

"Thanks, fellows," he said. "I didn't mean to hold up your plans. Tell me about this Mexican trip. I can't wait to go."

First they had some fun kidding Chet about eating in Mexico. "You'll have to be careful," Frank told him, "or you'll burn up your insides."

"Oh, all their food isn't hot," Chet retorted. "Tortillas and enchiladas are mighty good eating, but no red pepper chocolate sauce for me."