If you went up now you'd come down with a smash sure." "Maybe I would," mused Tom.

"Well, let us try the engine anyhow.

And maybe we can try the propellers," he added, with a longing glance at the smooth, wooden blades.
"One thing at a time," answered Dick, with a laugh.

"We'll try the engine, but we'll have to tie the biplane fast, or else it may run into something and get smashed." "Let us run her out into the field first.

It's too gloomy in the shed.
I'll hammer in some stakes and tie her." The biplane rested on three small rubber-tired wheels, placed in the form of a triangle.