the midday sun
It became painfully evident where we should go . We went up ! Up , up , up ! In the suddenness of it , it seemed to me that we were shooting straight for the midday sun , that another thirty seconds would see us frying in the solar flames . As I gripped the cushions , I believe that I shrieked with terror . But Hawkins , scared though he was , did n't lose his head entirely . The machine had n't turned turtle .