"Oh, if it only works!"
The tank was still moving, though more slowly. Still the
crackle of the wireless was heard.
And then, just as Tom shut off his own motor and let the
Hawk glide on her downward way in a volplane to earth, the
great, ponderous tank came to a stop, on the very edge of
the precipice at the foot of which rolled the river.
"Whew!" whistled Ned, as the aircraft rolled along the
ground near the war machine. "That was touch and go, Tom!
They stopped her just in time."
"You mean the wireless stopped her," said Tom quietly.
"I'm very much afraid that if Koku and the others are alive
they're still prisoners in the craft."
"The wireless!" gasped Ned, as he and his chum got out of
the Hawk. "Do you mean that you stopped her by wireless,
Tom?"
"That's what I did. It was a desperate chance, but I took
it. I had just installed in the tank a system of wireless
control, so she could be guided as some torpedos and
submarines are, by wireless impulses from the shore.
"Only I'd never given the tank system a tryout. It was all
installed, and had worked perfectly on the small model I
constructed.
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