Undoubtedly that is the reason Berlin sent Frederic Hoff over
here, to superintend the destruction of the metropolis. There have been
whispers for months and months that the city some day was to be bombed,
but we never were able to discover their origin."
"And not a single anti-aircraft gun or anything in the whole city to
stop them, is there?" cried Jane. "Wouldn't it be terrible?"
Fleck smiled grimly.
"Any foolhardy German who tries to bomb New York from the air has a big
surprise coming to him--a lot of big surprises. The war department may
not have been doing much advertising, but it has not been idle."
"Then we have some anti-aircraft guns!" cried Jane delightedly. "I never
heard anything about them."
"That would be telling government secrets," said Fleck, smiling
mysteriously, "but I'd just like to see them try it. I have sort of a
notion to let them start their bombing."
"Oh, no, we mustn't," Jane insisted. "We mustn't let those aeroplanes
ever start. Can't we do something right away to cripple them?"
"There's plenty of time," the chief assured her. "It is best for us to
wait until after dark. The early morning would be ideal time for an
aerial attack on the city, when everybody is helpless and asleep.
There's generally a fog over the river and harbor, too, before sunrise
at this season of the year, and that might help them to mask their
movements.
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