The man half cuffed her upright and then hurried her toward the autogiro.
Suddenly one of them shot toward the autogiro and the rest followed.
"I am going to buy an autogiro," she announced, with decision.
In silence they buried the treasure and returned to the autogiro.
Or rather, the top of the autogiro, for it was not wholly visible.
And an autogiro ought to be especially adapted for this kind of thing.
So she meekly inspected the autogiro and climbed into the cock-pit.
In the dawning light he saw the autogiro, lying half on its side.
Finding nothing, the mechanic began to examine the autogiro.
If we'd had an autogiro that time in Canada, when our gas leaked out, a forced landing wouldn't have been disastrous.