Noon
`` In time , of course , the dash across the Atlantic will become quite common ; and those who make it are apt to see wonderful sights . '' `` Two hundred miles out , '' Jack was saying to himself as he sat there still holding the glasses in his hand , though not attempting to make use of them , and his eyes ranged longingly toward the western horizon where the blue of the sky touched the dark green of the boundless sea , all his thoughts centered on the goal that lay far distant across that vast waste of tumbling waters . So as the sun started to climb in the eastern heavens the flight of the big bombing plane carrying the trio of adventurous ones was continued , every mile left behind bringing them that much nearer their destination , with the future still an unsolved problem . Noon came and went , with the same steady progress being maintained hour after hour . Tom relieved Beverly at the pilot 's berth , and the latter succeeded in getting some much needed rest . Still , none of them could sleep comfortably , which was hardly to be wondered at considering their strange surroundings . `` My first nap when flying , for a fact ! ''