At any rate the wind got under the planes a moment after she capsized, and the speed of her descent brought an awful pressure to bear upon them.
The result was that the planes were forced up, and as the car was heaviest, it rapidly went down.
In a moment more the Jove had righted herself, and the speed of her descent rapidly diminished.
A cry of joy escaped her crew.
“Safe!” exclaimed Frank.
“Begob, I kin hardly belave me eyes!” replied Barney.
In rushed the darky and the Mexican excitedly, and the latter asked:
“Has the machine broken?”
“Oh, no,” replied Frank. “We are quite safe now.”
“’Spec she done stood on her head,” said Pomp.