"Greatest that ever was," said Jimmieboy. "But, hi! Take care, turn to the left, quick."
A great spike of some sort had loomed up before them.
"Excuse me," said Bikey, giving a quick turn. "I was so happy I wasn't looking where we were going. If you hadn't spoken we'd have got stuck on that church steeple sure enough."
II
WHEELING ON THE BIG RING OF SATURN
"Hadn't we better go a little higher?" asked Jimmieboy. "There's a lot of these tall steeples about here, and it wouldn't be any fun if we pricked a hole in one of these tires on a weather vane."
"We are going higher all the time," said Bikey. "There isn't a steeple in the world can touch us now. What we want to keep away from now are eagles and snow clad Alps."
"Ho! snow clad Alps," laughed Jimmieboy. "There aren't any Alps in America, they're all in Europe."