"The steering outfit is jammed!" Backward went the automobile and on and on came the big biplane, until the forward part of the machine was almost over the hood of the touring car.
"Maybe you had better jump out!" cried Sam to Hans.
But even as he spoke there came a sudden snap from the flying machine.

A caught wire had released itself.

At once the biplane could be steered again, and with a dexterous twist of the wheel and a deflection of one of the tips, Tom brought it around.

Over a rail fence it sailed, to land gracefully in the open field beyond.

Then Sam stopped the automobile.
"Well!" came from the youngest Rover.