Captains of the Clouds Page #2

I just found a job.

Where could you find a job

standing there?

In the depths

of your pretty brown eyes, sweet.

My name is MacLean, Brian MacLean.

I'm Sam Morrison.

They call me Store-Teeth.

I've heard of you.

You certainly have a lot of patience.

I'd be sore if somebody hung me up.

It's a darn long paddle up to the Rupert.

I don't mind waiting a couple days.

I guess it isn't Johnny's fault at that.

That engine of his has been acting

very badly lately.

- It has?

- Yeah, yeah.

About ready to drop out of the crate.

Don't you get scared going with Johnny?

No. Always feel mighty safe

flying with Johnny.

In fact, I don't feel safe

with anyone else.

I guess it's all right

as long as you're wearing a chute.

- Chute?

- Yeah. Parachute.

Doesn't Johnny supply them?

- Well, he's...

- Oh, look. A man's silly not to wear one.

It's unfair to a passenger

not to give him one.

In case anything happens, jump out, pull

this cord, a big umbrella thing opens up...

...and you float to earth

like you were lying on a cloud.

What will they think of next?

In Johnny's plane, all you can do

is sit there and wait and then:

- I never thought of that.

- Come on.

I'll take you to the Rupert for $45.

Nope. Johnny only charges me 42.

You're not as safe with Johnny

as you are with me.

I don't know. He always seemed safe

when I was flying with him.

Well, I guess he has been pretty lucky

at that.

Except last year when he sideslipped into

Hudson Bay and killed four passengers.

- He did?

- Yeah, Johnny felt very badly about that.

Very badly.

But you gotta give him credit.

Keeping on flying that old hatbox

after all that's happened.

If you're that kind of daredevil, good luck.

I'll be on my way.

Hey, wait a minute.

Help me with this duffle.

Let's get going before Johnny gets here.

I'll throw your stuff

in the freight department.

We'll pick up our business

in a couple of days.

Move on. Get in there. Get in the front.

Your engine sounds noisier

than Johnny's.

That's because it's faster.

When do you plan

on leaving your diggings?

- Around about the first of next June.

- First of June? I'll be up to get you.

Hey. Hang on to that steering stick,

will you?

I'll bring you back to Lac Vert for $50.

Grab that stick, will you?

Come to think of it,

I'd be losing money. Fifty-five dollars.

All right, all right, $55.

Just hold on to that stick.

All right, MacLean, you are finished now.

Set her down.

- Friends of yours?

- I don't think so.

What happens next?

Not what they think.

Here we go, Dad.

Hold on to your plates.

Okay, Johnny. I get him.

- You gonna stay there, Dad?

- Yep.

Well, take a good hold.

He's coming right at us.

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