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Death in the Stars
Maxwell Grant
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? CHAPTER I. DEATH RIDES THE AIR.
? CHAPTER II. THE STARS FORETELL.
? CHAPTER III. NIGHT OF CRIME.
? CHAPTER IV. HANDS IN THE DARK.
? CHAPTER V. COVERED FLIGHT.
? CHAPTER VI. THE LAKE MONSTER.
? CHAPTER VII. PROFESSOR SCORPIO APOLOGIZES.
? CHAPTER VIII. THE CHANCE TRAIL.
? CHAPTER IX. DOUBLE FLIGHT.
? CHAPTER X. CRIME'S CHOICE.
? CHAPTER XI. THE PROFESSOR AGREES.
? CHAPTER XII. LURKERS BY NIGHT.
? CHAPTER XIII. PLACES OF DARKNESS.
? CHAPTER XIV. AMONG THE GHOSTS.
? CHAPTER XV. THREEFOLD RESCUE.
? CHAPTER XVI. THE MAN WHO BELIEVED.
? CHAPTER XVII. OUTSIDE THE LAW.
? CHAPTER XVIII. THE COMMON GOAL.
? CHAPTER XIX. DEATH'S TRAIL.
? CHAPTER XX. THE LAST FLIGHT.

CHAPTER I. DEATH RIDES THE AIR.
The silvery plane hung high above the Sierras, like a hovering dragonfly. It always seemed to poise above
the mountain tops during this stage of the trip from Los Angeles to Lake Calada. Drury, the pilot, was
picking up altitude before beginning his glide to the sparkling bowl of water that nestled amid the
summits.

There were three passengers in the plane. Like most visitors to Lake Calada, they had chosen the air taxi
in preference to a day's trip of climbing roads that snaked through mountain passes. In fact, the air taxi
was the one inducement that had made Lake Calada a popular resort.

By air, the lake was within an hour's reach of Los Angeles; and the perpetual sunshine of California, plus
the skill of Drury, assured a safe and comfortable journey.

One of the passengers was a girl; the initials, "L. M.," on her handbag stood for Lois Melvin. At present,
the handbag was open, and the mirror that Lois brought from it showed a very attractive face, which
scarcely needed the make-up that the girl applied.

Limpid brown eyes beneath thin-penciled brows; lips that had a natural ruddiness, along with their
tantalizing smile; a background of jet-black hair-such were the features of Lois Melvin. They combined to
form a face that most men admired; but, so far, the girl's charm had not dented the reserve of the other
persons in the plane.

Lois wasn't vain, but she was accustomed to admirers. She was puzzled, rather than angry, as she