CHAPTER IX
ANOTHER WORLD
AS the plane rolled to a stop, both Jack and the Skipper found their tongues. What was the meaning of this performance? Why were they forced down? Where had they landed? Certainly these other pilots were not treating them or their flight to India with the seriousness that they deserved.
The Skipper remarked in a disgusted tone of voice as they climbed out:
“It looks like a good-for-nothing training ground for pilots from all over the world, except that most of them can fly and fly well.”
The other planes were now landing all around them and their pilots, clambering out, hurried over and started examining every detail of their machine. They were a good-natured lot and seemed to have no idea of harming them in any way.
Kiwi was still in the cockpit of the plane, not knowing what to do. Several of the pilots spied him. Plainly delighted they shouted to him to come out and join them.
The Skipper, still bewildered, looked up as Kiwi started to climb through the window, and said:
“Watch out, Kiwi! Better let me help you down.”
With that a great shout went up from the crowd: