FORE:He made as if to kick the bottle away, but quick as a flash she was on her feet and facing him.
FORE:Chewing gum? Jeff was startled. Swiftly he strode across the dimly sunlit floor, got onto the forward step, peered into the cockpit.The others agreed.
FORE:"Squaw-man, isn't he?" Brewster asked.Without further words or conscious movements from the silent pilot they managed to get him unhooked from his belt and parachute harness, to lower him, precariously limp, into the rubber boat, which Larry held onto as Jeff, half supporting his inert co-pilot, propelled it to their own craft.
THREE:And when the sack had provided stability in the front place, Larry, feeling a little anxious, but more about making mistakes under the pilots watchful eye in starting than about his performance in the air, got the engine started, warmed up, checked, put the craft into the wind, signaled for chocks to be pulled away, gave a spurt of the gun to start it, accelerated speed till the ship began to want to take the air itself, having remembered to use the elevators to lift the tail skid free from draggingand with a return of elevators to normal right away to keep the craft level on its runhe drew back on the stick, widened the throttle feed a trifle, returned the elevators to normal as he attained the safe climbing angle, and was up and away on his first solo flight.
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