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The Adventure Girls in the Air by Clair BlankThe airplane circled low over the shore, its motor a loud humming noise. The begoggled head of the pilot peered over the side at the little group of people on the beach as he sent his plane zooming up again.“Must be from the Army field below here,” vouchsafed one sunburned young man, raising himself on one elbow to peer up at the plane.“It isn’t an Army plane though,” another added.“He must be trying to smash himself up as quickly as possible,” declared Carol Carter.The other five girls and three boys present agreed heartily with her.The plane, its engine roaring, dove straight for the blue waters of the Atlantic, only to zoom upward again when the waves threatened to engulf it.The young people, when nothing happened, turned their attention to something else. Airplanes were familiar to them.“How did you make out in your English exam today?” Carol asked her friend, Janet Gordon.The girl in the bright red bathing suit made a wry face and sighed. “I believe I established a new record for low marks.”“But you don’t want to flunk in anything this term!” Phyllis Elton said aghast. “It is your Senior year!”“You won’t be eligible for the college exams if you do,” added Valerie Wallace.“I’ll make it up,” Janet said confidently, as usual not letting anything worry her.“Have you decided what college you are going to?” Bruce Latimer asked as he let a handful of sand trickle slowly down Gale Howard’s back.She wriggled away from him. “I like Briarhurst,” she answered.“That is where we all want to go,” supplied Madge Reynolds. “Do you think you can make it, Phyllis?”Phyllis Elton looked at the blue water lapping the shore and a little sigh escaped her.“I don’t know,” she said slowly. “I want to, more than anything—but my Aunt——”The others knew Phyllis’ life was governed completely by her Aunt’s whims and commands. Since babyhood Phyllis had lived alone in a big stone house with Miss Fields. Her friends were not allowed to visit her, nor she them if her Aunt knew it. However, when Phyllis had started High School she became chums with the Adventure Girls and now every moment she could get away from the big house was spent with one or the other of them.

The airplane circled low over the shore, its motor a loud humming noise. The begoggled head of the pilot peered over the side at the little group of people on the beach as he sent his plane zooming up again.“Must be from the Army field below here,” vouchsafed one sunburned young man, raising himself on one elbow to peer up at the plane.“It isn’t an Army plane though,” another added.“He must be trying to smash himself up as quickly as possible,” declared Carol Carter.The other five girls and three boys present agreed heartily with her.The plane, its engine roaring, dove straight for the blue waters of the Atlantic, only to zoom upward again when the waves threatened to engulf it.The young people, when nothing happened, turned their attention to something else. Airplanes were familiar to them.“How did you make out in your English exam today?” Carol asked her friend, Janet Gordon.The girl in the bright red bathing suit made a wry face and sighed. “I believe I established a new record for low marks.”“But you don’t want to flunk in anything this term!” Phyllis Elton said aghast. “It is your Senior year!”“You won’t be eligible for the college exams if you do,” added Valerie Wallace.“I’ll make it up,” Janet said confidently, as usual not letting anything worry her.“Have you decided what college you are going to?” Bruce Latimer asked as he let a handful of sand trickle slowly down Gale Howard’s back.She wriggled away from him. “I like Briarhurst,” she answered.“That is where we all want to go,” supplied Madge Reynolds. “Do you think you can make it, Phyllis?”Phyllis Elton looked at the blue water lapping the shore and a little sigh escaped her.“I don’t know,” she said slowly. “I want to, more than anything—but my Aunt——”The others knew Phyllis’ life was governed completely by her Aunt’s whims and commands. Since babyhood Phyllis had lived alone in a big stone house with Miss Fields. Her friends were not allowed to visit her, nor she them if her Aunt knew it. However, when Phyllis had started High School she became chums with the Adventure Girls and now every moment she could get away from the big house was spent with one or the other of them.“Why does your Aunt object to Briarhurst?” asked David Kimball.Phyllis shrugged. “Why does she object to anything? Why doesn’t she let me have friends—give parties—like other girls? I never know why she objects to things—she just does.”“I wouldn’t stand for it,” said rebellious Janet.Phyllis smiled slowly. “What can I do? She is the only relative I have in the world. I can’t do anything but what she lets me.”“What college does she suggest?” Peter Arnold wanted to know.“Stonecliff,” Phyllis said shortly.“Not that place!” Carol cried. “It is like a prison there!”“I know it.” Phyllis sighed.“The girls aren’t allowed any fun at all! You aren’t going there!” Madge wanted to know.“I shall probably go wherever my Aunt chooses to send me,” Phyllis said, and her young voice was cold with anger and rebellion. “If she insists on Stonecliff, it will be Stonecliff.”“But haven’t you told her about Briarhurst?” Gale asked.“That is why she suggests Stonecliff. She has discovered where you girls are going and suspects that I want to go because you are. Whatever I want to do she objects to—you know that.”“It isn’t fair!” Valerie declared.“We ought to do something,” added Carol.“We will start a conspiracy, that is what!” declared Madge. “We won’t have you breaking up our club by going to a different college!”“That crazy aviator is back again,” volunteered David.“Wonder who he is,” murmured Bruce.Diving and side-slipping, the pilot put on an air circus by himself for the benefit of the people below. Straight upward the pilot nosed his ship, but suddenly it failed him. The roar of the engine was cut off abruptly.

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About the Book The action and adventure genre in fiction depicts events or a series of events that happen outside the ordinary course of the protagonist's daily life, generally accompanied by dangerous episodes and physical action. Adventure stories are quick moving, with the pace of the plot being a critical component of mood setting. Action and adventure have been common book themes since the earliest days of fiction writing. In fact, the plots of Medieval romances were comprised of a series of adventures. Action / adventure fiction often overlaps with other genres, such as: war novels, crime novels, sea stories, Robinsonades, and spy stories.Also in this Book Our titles on adventurers and explorers present the lives and exploits of people who explored or travelled the world in a pioneering way. These include naturalists, sailors, mountain climbers, dog sledders, swimmers, pilots, and underwater explorers. Their activities had profound effects on the dissemination of religion, agricultural techniques, cultural values, disease, and the establishment of colonies throughout the world.And in this Book The coming-of-age genre in literature focuses on the growth and development of a protagonist from youth to adulthood. Such stories tend to emphasize dialogue or internal monologue rather than focussing on action, and are often set back in time. Typically, the subjects of coming-of-age stories are teenagers who experience some issues or traumas during their formative years. Classic coming-of-age novels are Northanger Abbey, by Jane Austen, and A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man by James Joyce.About us Leopold Classic Library has the goal of making available to readers the classic books that have been out of print for decades. While these books may have occasional imperfections, we consider that only hand checking of every page ensures readable content without poor picture quality, blurred or missing text etc. That's why we: republish only hand checked books; that are high quality; enabling readers to see classic books in original formats; that are unlikely to have missing or blurred pages. You can search "Leopold Classic Library" in categories of your interest to find other books in our extensive collection. Happy reading!

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The airplane circled low over the shore, its motor a loud humming noise. The begoggled head of the pilot peered over the side at the little group of people on the beach as he sent his plane zooming up again.“Must be from the Army field below here,” vouchsafed one sunburned young man, raising himself on one elbow to peer up at the plane.“It isn’t an Army plane though,” another added.“He must be trying to smash himself up as quickly as possible,” declared Carol Carter.The other five girls and three boys present agreed heartily with her.The plane, its engine roaring, dove straight for the blue waters of the Atlantic, only to zoom upward again when the waves threatened to engulf it.The young people, when nothing happened, turned their attention to something else. Airplanes were familiar to them.“How did you make out in your English exam today?” Carol asked her friend, Janet Gordon.The girl in the bright red bathing suit made a wry face and sighed. “I believe I established a new record for low marks.”“But you don’t want to flunk in anything this term!” Phyllis Elton said aghast. “It is your Senior year!”“You won’t be eligible for the college exams if you do,” added Valerie Wallace.“I’ll make it up,” Janet said confidently, as usual not letting anything worry her.“Have you decided what college you are going to?” Bruce Latimer asked as he let a handful of sand trickle slowly down Gale Howard’s back.She wriggled away from him. “I like Briarhurst,” she answered.“That is where we all want to go,” supplied Madge Reynolds. “Do you think you can make it, Phyllis?”Phyllis Elton looked at the blue water lapping the shore and a little sigh escaped her.“I don’t know,” she said slowly. “I want to, more than anything—but my Aunt——”The others knew Phyllis’ life was governed completely by her Aunt’s whims and commands. Since babyhood Phyllis had lived alone in a big stone house with Miss Fields. Her friends were not allowed to visit her, nor she them if her Aunt knew it. However, when Phyllis had started High School she became chums with the Adventure Girls and now every moment she could get away from the big house was spent with one or the other of them.