"How are you going to get the machine back?" asked Sam.
"Sail her back," answered his brother promptly. "But I'll have to look at that steering apparatus first—and you'll have to help me start."
"Better let Captain Colby inspect it first," advised Sam.
But Tom did not want to wait, and so he and his brother looked over the flying machine and soon found out what had gone wrong, and fixed it, so that the same accident might not occur again. Then Tom got in, and Sam and Hans started the propellers, and away sailed the youth in a manner that made the German lad stare in amazement.
"Dot's fine!" was Hans's comment. "Say, Dom, he peen a regular aviadventurer, hey?"
"What's that, Hans?"
"Dom, he peen a regular aviadventurer, or vot you call him?"
"Oh, you mean aviator."
"Yah, dot's him. He peen von sure!"
"Your word was O. K., Hans," was Sam's comment. "Tom is certainly an air adventurer!"