“Never! Try that engine. I cobbled it up. Take it easy.”
She eased the engine into motion once more. Soon both engines were roaring their best.
“Sparky! That’s wonderful! Now we’re safe!”
“Not for sure. That motor needs a going over. We—”
He broke off to stare at the northern sky.
“Planes! Headed this way! A whole formation of them! Say! This is being done according to plan! The enemy knows of our secret cargo. The Jap was to cripple us. Those planes were to finish us off. Well, they won’t. Get out your oxygen mask, girl! We’re going up to visit the stars. There’s not a fighter made by those rats that can beat us to the stratosphere!”
She set the ship climbing, then reached for her oxygen mask. When she had it handy, she set herself for this new ordeal.
“But, Sparky!” she cried, “what about the Jap?”
“Well, what about him?” he growled.
“He’ll die!”