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Authors: Carolyn Keene
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Ned suggested with a grin that maybe the birds imported it all in capsules from another planet.
Nancy giggled at this idea. Bird importers!
After a long flight, the couple finally saw a cluster of buildings ahead. Was it a settlement?
They’re all shaped like flying saucers, she remarked, and Ned nodded.
Surely somebody would be around. But as the two friends flew over the extensive terrain, there was no sign of movement anywhere in the city.
After flying some distance out of the area, the travelers came to a large section of green grass. Ned thought-waved to Nancy, Let’s go down. I’m getting tired of flying.
I am too. Can you help me retract my wings?
Ned drew alongside her, reached out to hunt for some kind of gadget on her back. He could find none. Nancy also tried to locate a similar device on Ned’s wings, but she, too, came up with nothing.
The couple panicked. Were they doomed to fly throughout eternity?
Nancy tried to overcome her fear. It suddenly dawned on her that maybe the wings were thought-controlled.
She closed her eyes tightly and concentrated on Ned. Suddenly his wings retracted. He plummeted to the ground.
Within seconds she had drifted beyond him. She tried to retract her own wings but could not.
I must do something—and fast! she told herself. I mustn’t fail!
Nancy pleaded for Ned to help her. He anwered, Turn around and fly back toward me.
Nancy dipped her left wing but found herself flying in a circle. Next she tried to stop by lifting the wings so they were parallel to each other. The flying girl wobbled uncontrollably. Was she going to fall?
Again Nancy was headed away from Ned and flying alone very, very fast!
12
Where? What?
Nancy was desperate as she soared above the uninhabited terrain. How could she retract her wings and glide back safely to the ground?
I mustn’t let myself be stranded out here, she thought anxiously. I have to get back to Ned. But how? Oh, this is the worst thing that has ever happened to me!
Once more the young sleuth tried to gain control of the situation. By maneuvering carefully, dipping one wing, then the other, she managed by an erratic course to turn herself around. Relieved, she headed in Ned’s direction.
I hope he’s safe. Nancy sighed. He has to be. Finally she spotted glints of silver far below her. There he is! Nancy thought excitedly.
She sent him a mental message: Please help me get down! My wings are out of control. Even when I stop pumping my arms, I keep going.
In reply, Ned suggested that Nancy hold her arms back as far as possible. She complied and gradually began to descend. As she neared the ground, Ned caught hold of her to break her fall and pinned her down to keep her from taking off again.
The entire experience had exhausted Nancy. The sky, the landscape, even Ned began to spin in front of her eyes. “Ned, Ned, I’m afraid I—” she mumbled before blacking out.
It was some time later when Nancy awoke. To her astonishment, the girl detective was lying in Dismal Swamp of Shawniegunk Mountain, U.S.A. Ned was nearby. He too was regaining consciousness and stirred slightly.
Through hazy vision Nancy thought she saw the Indian Shoso kneeling beside her. Then she became aware that there was a large leaf in her mouth. It tasted bitter.
How did this get in my mouth and why? she wondered.
As Nancy started to take it out, Shoso shook his head vehemently and pushed the leaf back inside. He pretended to chew, indicating she should do the same. Too groggy to refuse, Nancy obeyed and was surprised that she soon felt much better. Now she sat up and looked around her. The flying saucer was gone!
Had the spaceship brought Nancy and Ned back to the swamp, then flown off again? Maybe Shoso could tell them.
Using sign language, she asked him if he had seen it leave. He held out his arms in a circle, then pointed to the sky. Next, he fluttered his fingers up and down, implying that rain or rays of some sort had begun to
Ned suggested with a grin that maybe the birds imported it all in capsules from another planet.
Nancy giggled at this idea. Bird importers!
After a long flight, the couple finally saw a cluster of buildings ahead. Was it a settlement?
They’re all shaped like flying saucers, she remarked, and Ned nodded.
Surely somebody would be around. But as the two friends flew over the extensive terrain, there was no sign of movement anywhere in the city.
After flying some distance out of the area, the travelers came to a large section of green grass. Ned thought-waved to Nancy, Let’s go down. I’m getting tired of flying.
I am too. Can you help me retract my wings?
Ned drew alongside her, reached out to hunt for some kind of gadget on her back. He could find none. Nancy also tried to locate a similar device on Ned’s wings, but she, too, came up with nothing.
The couple panicked. Were they doomed to fly throughout eternity?
Nancy tried to overcome her fear. It suddenly dawned on her that maybe the wings were thought-controlled.
She closed her eyes tightly and concentrated on Ned. Suddenly his wings retracted. He plummeted to the ground.
Within seconds she had drifted beyond him. She tried to retract her own wings but could not.
I must do something—and fast! she told herself. I mustn’t fail!
Nancy pleaded for Ned to help her. He anwered, Turn around and fly back toward me.
Nancy dipped her left wing but found herself flying in a circle. Next she tried to stop by lifting the wings so they were parallel to each other. The flying girl wobbled uncontrollably. Was she going to fall?
Again Nancy was headed away from Ned and flying alone very, very fast!
12
Where? What?
Nancy was desperate as she soared above the uninhabited terrain. How could she retract her wings and glide back safely to the ground?
I mustn’t let myself be stranded out here, she thought anxiously. I have to get back to Ned. But how? Oh, this is the worst thing that has ever happened to me!
Once more the young sleuth tried to gain control of the situation. By maneuvering carefully, dipping one wing, then the other, she managed by an erratic course to turn herself around. Relieved, she headed in Ned’s direction.
I hope he’s safe. Nancy sighed. He has to be. Finally she spotted glints of silver far below her. There he is! Nancy thought excitedly.
She sent him a mental message: Please help me get down! My wings are out of control. Even when I stop pumping my arms, I keep going.
In reply, Ned suggested that Nancy hold her arms back as far as possible. She complied and gradually began to descend. As she neared the ground, Ned caught hold of her to break her fall and pinned her down to keep her from taking off again.
The entire experience had exhausted Nancy. The sky, the landscape, even Ned began to spin in front of her eyes. “Ned, Ned, I’m afraid I—” she mumbled before blacking out.
It was some time later when Nancy awoke. To her astonishment, the girl detective was lying in Dismal Swamp of Shawniegunk Mountain, U.S.A. Ned was nearby. He too was regaining consciousness and stirred slightly.
Through hazy vision Nancy thought she saw the Indian Shoso kneeling beside her. Then she became aware that there was a large leaf in her mouth. It tasted bitter.
How did this get in my mouth and why? she wondered.
As Nancy started to take it out, Shoso shook his head vehemently and pushed the leaf back inside. He pretended to chew, indicating she should do the same. Too groggy to refuse, Nancy obeyed and was surprised that she soon felt much better. Now she sat up and looked around her. The flying saucer was gone!
Had the spaceship brought Nancy and Ned back to the swamp, then flown off again? Maybe Shoso could tell them.
Using sign language, she asked him if he had seen it leave. He held out his arms in a circle, then pointed to the sky. Next, he fluttered his fingers up and down, implying that rain or rays of some sort had begun to
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