"Who are you?" cried Jimmieboy, for he was still the same cautious little traveller.
"Bikey! I only went back on you to help you!" he said. "Jump!"
And then the door opened again, and the landlord and Dr. Pump and the nurses and all the patients and a platoon of policemen crashed into the room.
"Catch him, quick!" cried the landlord. But Jimmieboy had already jumped, landing upon the friendly saddle of Bikey. In an instant he found himself speeding away through space.
"Are we still on Saturn?" he gasped.
"Not we!" cried Bikey. "That place is too hot for us. We're not on anything. I'm simply tumbling through the clouds and whirring my wheels for fun. I like to see the wheels go round. Don't bother. We'll land somewhere."
"But," cried Jimmieboy, "where?"
And then there was a crash. Bikey made no reply, but——