"Well, we've got to spend the time somehow, we might as well examine
the ship," said the professor closing the window.
Somewhat cheered by his philosophical manner, the boys followed him as
he led the way from the main cabin through a steel door which they
found led into the engine-room. The engines were cut off, but a small
motor was operating a dynamo with a familiar buzzing sound. This was
the sound the boys had heard when the ship passed above them at night.
"What have they got the dynamo going for?" demanded Harry.
"I don't know. To warm the ship by electric current, or something I
suppose," said Frank listlessly. "I wonder where the engineer is? The
ship seems deserted."
"I guess he's out with the rest looking over OUR treasure," said the
professor bitterly.
"Ours no longer,--might is right, you know," quoted Harry miserably.
Frank had been examining the machinery with some care. Even as a
prisoner he felt some interest in the completeness of the engine room
of the Japanese dirigible. He bent over her twin fifty-horse-power
motors with admiring appreciation and examined the other machinery
with intense interest.
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