Tinker let the stored gas flow into the balloon to allow for Herr Schlugst's extra weight; and lowered the rope-ladder.

The bursting Teuton came clambering up it, forcing down the car and planes by his weight on to the heads of the crowd, which was forced to hold them up with a thousand hands.
"Ach, you young tevil my machine to sdeal!" he cried, tumbling into the car.
"You shouldn't have refused to take me with you," said Tinker, preparing to slip over the other side on to anyone's head.
"What haf you broke?
What haf you broke ?" cried Herr Schlugst, looking round at the instruments with a practised eye, and seeing them unharmed.
"Nothing.

What should I break anything for ?" said Tinker scornfully.
"No; dere is nodings broke, schoundrel.

But vere--vere is mine von tousand pound?
I ask you! Vare is mine von tousand pound! You haf ruined me! Ruined me!" "Oh, that's all right!" said Tinker.

"I had a passenger who paid his fare.