on my trail and stuck to it. The delays we had, gave them a chance to catch up to us. They came over to the airship, to pretend to borrow films, just to get a look at the place, and size it up, so they could chloroform us, and get the camera."
"I believe you're right," declared Mr. Nestor. "We must get after those scoundrels as quickly as possible!"
"Bless my shoulder braces!" cried Mr. Damon. "How do you imagine they worked that trick on us?"
"Easily enough," was Mr. Nestor's opinion, "We were all dead tired last night, and slept like tops. They watched their chance, sneaked up, and got in. After that it was no hard matter to chloroform each one of us in turn, and they had the ship to themselves. They looked around, found the camera, and made off with it."
"Well, I'm going to get right after them!" cried Tom. "Ned, start the motor. I'll steer for a while."
"Hold on! Wait a minute," suggested Mr. Nestor. "I wouldn't go off in the ship just yet, Tom."
"Why not?"
"Because you don't know which way to go. We must find out which trail the Englishmen
