CHAPTER 25LOST
The ghost plane, coated with snowy rime, plunged toward the earth in tight spirals.
Peggy’s lucky ability to withstand the rare atmospheres better than most mortals also made it possible for her to recover more quickly from its effects.
She blinked a few times, and then became overwhelmingly conscious of her peril. It seemed that the blackness had blotted her out for an eternity, but they were still aloft. They were hurtling downward at a mad pace. Could she get the plane under control in time?
A glance at the altimeter confirmed her fears. They had dropped almost fifteen thousand feet!
As she watched the needle made another complete revolution on the dial. What if they were above mountainous country?
Instinct made her grab for the wheel. She pushed Lane’s inert body r
