| PAGE | | ONE OF THE GREAT OIL TANKS HAD BEEN STRUCK BY LIGHTNING, AND NOW A RAGING, ROARING MASS OF FLAME SHOT UP | Frontispiece | | | PRINCE DUSTY AND CYNTHIA SET OUT ON THEIR ADVENTURES | 4 | | | PRINCE DUSTY AND HIS FAIRY GODMOTHER | 8 | | | A HURRIED FLIGHT BY MOONLIGHT | 70 | | | STANDING STEADILY IN THE MIDDLE OF THE TRACK HE SWUNG HIS DANGER SIGNAL TO AND FRO | 180 | | | THE FAIRY GODMOTHER FINDS PRINCE DUSTY | 198 | | | WITH A MIGHTY ROAR LIKE THAT OF THUNDER, A DENSE VOLUME OF GAS BURST FORTH | 264 | | | “YES, THAT’S SANDY’S MARK,” SAID ONE OF THEM, “THERE’S NO GOING BACK ON THAT” | 272 |
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