But the inexperienced boy felt awful.
“Masther Frank!” yelled Barney. “What’ll I do.”
“Lower the engine as fast as you can!”
Barney rushed to the turret to comply, and a moment later they were flying earthward at an alarming rate.
The boy cried and gasped for breath, and Frank tightened his fingers on his collar and clung to the rope.
Their combined weight at such a great distance from the deck of the Pegasus was so great that it would have been a difficult task for Reynard, Barney and Pomp to haul them up.
Down they shot toward the woods.
It was clear that they would plunge into it.
“Look out now!” shouted Frank, in warning tones.
“I have me oye on the threes!” returned Barney.