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Chapters (49)
  1. Title Page
  2. DIRK PITT® ADVENTURES BY CLIVE CUSSLER
  3. Copyright Page
  4. BOOK ONE - “come, josephine in my flying machine”
  5. The Adirondack Mountains, Upper New York State
  6. 2 - “Hoopla!”
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. BOOK TWO - “balance yourself like a bird on a beam”
  15. Chapter 10
  16. Chapter 11
  17. Chapter 12
  18. Chapter 13
  19. Chapter 14
  20. Chapter 15
  21. Chapter 16
  22. BOOK THREE - “up, up, a little bit higher”
  23. Chapter 17
  24. Chapter 18
  25. Chapter 19
  26. Chapter 20
  27. Chapter 21
  28. Chapter 22
  29. Chapter 23
  30. Chapter 24
  31. Chapter 25
  32. Chapter 26
  33. Chapter 27
  34. Chapter 28
  35. Chapter 29
  36. Chapter 30
  37. Chapter 31
  38. Chapter 32
  39. Chapter 33
  40. BOOK FOUR - “in the air she goes! there she goes!”
  41. Chapter 34
  42. Chapter 35
  43. Chapter 36
  44. Chapter 37
  45. Chapter 38
  46. Chapter 39
  47. Chapter 40
  48. Chapter 41
  49. EPILOGUE

“Di Vecchio started it, shouting that Celere copied his entire machine. Celere shouted back that if that was true, why had the Italian Army bought his machines and not Di Vecchio’s?”

“What did Di Vecchio answer?”

“He said that Celere had poisoned the market.”

Bell nodded impatiently. This, too, he had already heard from Danielle. “Then what?”

“Then he started yelling that Celere better keep his hands off his daughter. Her name is—”

“Danielle!” said Bell. “What did keeping his hands off his daughter have to do with the Italian Army buying his aeroplane design?”

“Di Vecchio shouted, ‘Find another woman to do your dirty work.’”

“What dirty work?”

“He used a word that my translators found very hard to repeat.”

“A technical word. Alettone?”

“Not technical. The girl knew what it meant, but she was afraid to say it in front of Mother Superior.”

“Mother Superior?” Bell echoed, fixing his protégé with a wintery eye. “Dash, what have you been up to?”

“They were nuns.”

“Nuns?”

“You always told me people want to talk. But you have to make them comfortable. The girl was the only Italian translator I could get the fishermen to talk to. Once they started telling the story, they wouldn’t shut up. I think because the nun was so beautiful.”

Isaac Bell reached across the tablecloth to slap Dashwood on the shoulder. “Well done!”

“But finding her was what took me so long. Anyway, she was translating great guns until that word stopped her dead. I pleaded with them. I even offered to pray with them, and she finally whispered, ‘Gigolo.’”

“Di Vecchio accused Marco Celere of being a gigolo?”

Bell was hardly surprised, recalling that soon after Josephine and Harry Frost appeared in San Francisco the young bride had persuaded her husband to buy Celere’s biplane. “Did he mention any specifics?”

“Di Vecchio said that Celere persuaded an Italian Army general’s daughter to get him to buy his machine. From what they heard, the fisherman thought it wasn’t the first time he’d gotten women to make deals for him.”

“Did he accuse Celere of taking money from women?”

“There was some sort of engine he bought at a Paris air meet. It sounded like a woman put up the money. But in San Francisco, he was broke again. I think the Army deal fell through.”

“The machine smashed with the general on it.”

“That’s why Di Vecchio kept yelling that Celere sold them a lousy flying machine and ruined it for other inventors.”

“Did Di Vecchio accuse Celere of trying a gigolo stunt with Danielle?”

“That’s what Di Vecchio was warning him off about. ‘Don’t touch my daughter.’”

“Sounds like your fishermen stumbled onto a heck of a shout fest.”

“They didn’t exactly stumble. They lived there, too.”