CHAPTER XI.
THE WIDE PACIFIC Uncle Prudent and Phil Evans had quite made up their minds to escape.
If they had not had to deal with the eight particularly vigorous men who composed the crew of the aeronef they might have tried to succeed by main force.

But as they were only two--for Frycollin could only be considered as a quantity of no importance--force was not to be thought of.

Hence recourse must be had to strategy as soon as the "Albatross" again took the ground.

Such was what Phil Evans endeavored to impress on his irascible colleague, though he was in constant fear of Prudent aggravating matters by some premature outbreak.
In any case the present was not the time to attempt anything of the sort.

The aeronef was sweeping along over the North Pacific.