s later the aeroplane lighted in the field not a hundred yards
from the wreck. As it reached the ground Peggy started the engine at
reduced speed. The aerial marvel began to scoot across the field toward
Roy as obediently as if it had been an automobile under perfect control.

Agitated as he was Roy could not help feeling enthusiastic as the huge,
glittering, flying thing came closer, its engine roaring and its
propeller whirring angrily, and yet, the dainty girl in the motor bonnet
who was driving it had it under perfect control every second. Throwing
back a lever and cutting off the spark and the gasolene, Peggy brought
the aeroplane to a stop with a jerk.

Jimsy, with alarmed questions on his lips, sprang out, while Roy helped
his sister to alight.

"Good gracious, whatever has happened?" gasped the girl, as she stood on
the ground and viewed the still form of her chum Jess, over which Jimsy
was bending in genuine alarm.

"It's all right, sis," Roy assured her, "Jess is not badly hurt. See--she
is looking up at you."

Peggy sped lightly over the turf to her chum's side.

"Oh, Peggy, dear, I'm so glad you've come. It was dreadful. But Roy was
so brave. I'm sure I owe my life to him, for the last thing I recollect
we were heading direct for the train."

She would have said more, but Peggy held up an admonitory finger. Turning
to Roy she sought an explanation of all that occurred. It was soon told,
and then the question of summoning a physician came up.

In the midst of the discussion Peggy gave a glad little cry.

"The aeroplane! I can fly over to Doctor Mays' house. There's a dandy big
pasture in the rear in which to alight."

"By George, that's so," agreed Roy, "and I guess, although it sounds a
bit startling, it's the only thing to do. We can't run the car and nobody
will be along here for hours perhaps. This road isn't travelled much."

But Peggy, with that quick decision which was characteristic of her, was
already half way to the aeroplane. A moment more and she was in the
chassis, and slipping into the driver's seat began adjusting the motor.

"I'll leave you to look after Jess," said Roy to Jimsy, "while I go along
with Peggy. I'm not sure that she is as expert in managing an aeroplane
as she thinks she is."

"Well, she brought me over here at a great rate, anyhow," put in Jimsy,
loyally.

"And in the nick of time, too," said Roy, warmly pressing the other's
hand.

"Oh, do be back as quickly a