Death in the Stars

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The silvery plane hung high above the Sierras, like a hovering dragonfly. It always seemed to poise above the mountain tops during this stage of the trip from Los Angeles to Lake Calada. Drury, the pilot, was picking up altitude before beginning his glide to the sparkling bowl of water that nestled amid the summits.

There were three passengers in the plane. Like most visitors to Lake Calada, they had chosen the air taxi in preference to a day's trip of climbing roads that snaked through mountain passes. In fact, the air taxi was the one inducement that had made Lake Calada a popular resort.

By air, the lake was within an hour's reach of Los Angeles; and the perpetual sunshine of California, plus the skill of Drury, assured a safe and comfortable journey.

One of the passengers was a girl; the initials, "L. M.," on her handbag stood for Lois Melvin. At present, the handbag was open, and the mirror that Lois brought from it showed a very attractive face, which scarcely needed the make-up that the girl applied.

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