In the morning scarcely a trace of the storm was to be seen.
The boys made some necessary repairs, fixing the refractory rudder so that it could be used temporarily.
“And then I’m done with it,” said Jerry, firmly. “I’m going to attach an entirely different kind.”
Again the Comet soared into the air, and this time her blunt nose was pointed toward Cresville, which the boys reached in record time, no happenings worthy of note occurring on the way.
“Well, I’m glad you boys are home!” exclaimed Mrs. Hopkins, as the airship landed near Jerry’s house. “We were just beginning to get anxious about you.”
“Oh, we’re all right, Mother!” exclaimed the tall lad, as he kissed her. “Had a little blow, that’s all.” He seldom told of the dangers through which he and his chums passed.
“There’s someone here to see you,” went on Mrs. Hopkins, with a smile.
“Is it Bob’s uncle?” asked Ned, with a laugh.
At that moment a voice was heard coming from the house. It said: