"Just like the Rovers' luck," muttered Flockley sourly. "They'd escape where everybody else would be smashed up."
"Oh, they'll get a smash, if you give "em time enough," answered Andy Yates, heartlessly. He was a student who courted attention and it galled him to see the Rovers the center of attraction.
As soon as Dick, Tom and Sam could get time to do so, they sent a message to Hope Seminary, informing the girls that they had gotten back to Brill in safety. This relieved much anxiety, for with the sudden coming of the wind and hail the girls had feared that the youths might be killed.
After such a strenuous adventure, the Rover boys were content to take it easy for some time. They sent to the city for a man to come and repair the Dartaway and then settled down to their studies. Then, after the biplane had been repaired, they went after the machine and brought it back to Brill, and it was placed in the gymnasium shed, with Abner Filbury to guard it, as before.
"Don't you want to go up, Songbird?" asked Tom, one afternoon, after college hours.
"I—er—I don't think so," answered the sttn dent-poet, gravely.
"Rather make up verses about flying than fly, eh?"
"I—er—I think so, Tom."
