"Boy," said Raynor, reaching out his good hand and pulling him close, "boy, you're a wonder. You brought us down alive--in the night. More'n some trained pilots can do. Wing sense must have been born in you. And say," Raynor's brows drew up fiercely again, "get that pay idea off your chest. I owe you more than you owe me. If you hadn't been a plucky youngster to go up with me and bring down my wind bus by book learning, I'd--I'd have crashed to a dead one. That's sure!" Raynor shut his eyes.