The Zeppelin Destroyer Being Some Chapters of Secret History w/ Direct link technology (A Adventure Story)

'Why, there may not be a to-morrow for you or for me, when it comes to that eh?'
'Yes. You're quite right, old son,' was my cheerful reply. ' I'm quite aware that these experiments are confoundedly dangerous and, besides, there are nasty wind-pockets about just now. I got into a deadly one yesterday afternoon, just across the line at Mill Hill.'
'I saw you,' replied my friend Teddy Ashton, a fellow-aviator and chum at Hendon. ' It gave me a nasty moment. You had engine-trouble at the same time.'
'Yes,' I replied. ' I was up over eight thousand feet when, without a second's warning, I found myself in a pocket spinning over. Phew! If ever I nearly came to grief, it was at that moment!'
'I was on the lawn, having tea with Betty, and we were watching you. I quite expected to see you come plumb down,' Teddy said. ' You righted your old bus splendidly.'