Slowly now the Kite began to settle toward the earth.
Barney quickly examined the electrical machinery.
“Is it serious, Barney?” asked Harding, anxiously.
“No, sor, I think not,” replied the Celt. “But it will take the whole of an hour’s worruk to faix it.”
Pomp had rushed to the rail outside to see where they would be likely to drop.
To the darky’s joy he saw that it was upon land and not water.
The air-ship was likely to settle down in the verge of a large forest and upon quite high land.
The peaks of the Andes were visible some miles away, which showed that they had been driven quite a distance by the storm.
Without doubt they were fully one hundred miles from the cavern and the spot where Frank Reade, Jr., was.
Of course they realized the necessity of promptly repairing the air-ship and returning to the spot.