“Then there’s a storm coming, sure enough,” said Hiram.
Even before they had all the windows closed a change of atmosphere was noticeable. A blast of wind roared around the giant airship.
“Of course, this isn’t serious,” observed Hiram.
“Oh, I think not,” rejoined the young aviator.
“If the Albatross can’t weather a little land zephyr, she’s no good over the ocean.”
“Mr. King is simply taking all precautions,” said Dave.
“Whew! did you feel that!”
There was a whirl that made the young airmen think of their past experience in striking an air pocket when aboard their monoplane.
Bang! went a pitcher of water from the table in the center of the cabin.
“We’re tipping,” exclaimed Hiram.