But she was shooting upward with frightful velocity.
Frank sprang out on the deck. He saw how things were, at once.
Far below thundered and bellowed the black clouds of the storm. The airship had risen above it.
The joy of the aerial voyagers knew no bounds.
First, though, Frank made a careful examination of every part of the ship. To his amazement not a thing was broken.
“All safe and sound!” he cried, joyfully. “I tell you it was a narrow escape!”
“Luck is with us!” declared Professor Gaston.
As soon as possible Frank checked the flying rotascope.
If he had not done so the airship would soon have reached an altitude where it would be painful to breathe.
As soon as the storm had passed the Dart was once more allowed to descend.