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"Anyone else not heard of me?" he asked. He looked around the group of pilots, and with one accord they all leaped forward and seized their mugs of beer before they, too, should be pushed onto the floor.

No one spoke. Thereupon the gremlin turned around, winked at Gus, and slid down the leg of the table onto the floor. He stumped across to the door, mumbled something about a date with a fifinella, and disappeared.

Stuffy was the first to recover his voice.

"That, I suppose," he said, "was your gremlin."

"Yes," said Gus; "it was Gremlin Gus." And he went on leaning against the mantelpiece and smoking his pipe.

"Friendly little type," said Jamface sarcastically.

Gremlin Gus lost no time in reporting his experience ot the other gremlins who were waiting at the hangars.

"Well, the lid's off!" he announced. "I've just introduced myself to a few of the boys, and we can work in the open from now on."

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