"No, it isn't hurt much," said the other man, after critically looking it over. "We can fix it, and you'll fly yet, Andy."
"I hope I do, if only to fool Tom Swift," declared the bully, as he wiped some of the mud from his face. "Come on, now, help me wheel the machine back, and I'll try it again."
Andy made another attempt, but this time the machine did not even rise off the ground, and then, amid the jeers of the crowd, the discomfited lad took his aeroplane back to the shed in the rear of his house.
"I'll fix it yet, and make a long flight," he declared. "I'll show Tom Swift he can't laugh at me!"
"You'll make a long flight, eh?" asked one of the machinists. "Where will you go?"
"Never mind," answered Andy, with a knowing wink. "I've got a plan up my sleeve—my father and I are going to do something that will astonish everybody in Shopton," and then Andy, with many nods and winks, went into the shed, where he began giving orders about the airship. He wanted the motor changed. and one of the machinists made some suggestions about the planes, which, he said, would give better results.
As for Tom and Ned, they strolled away, satisfied that in Andy Foger they would not have
