"You know what that smoke was?" he said. "Forest fire. Saw it soon as we came out of the cloud that second time. Big damn fire, to make all that smoke. Same fire we saw when we left, I reckon."
"How about those-fire lights?"
"Crazy airplane. Probably some short circuit. No fire I can find. Fooled me. I shut down both engines."
"How'd you land, no engines?"
"No sweat. We were nice and light, floated right in. Sure glad we came out over the field, though. I never would have started those engines up again, forest fire or no. Not with those big red lights looking at me. Figured I'd blow us up."
"Lucky I didn't jump either."
"Yeah. You'd be hacking around some swamp. Gets cold out there." He looked at his watch. "Well," he said, "back by midnight we were. Let's go get a sandwich," he said, and he turned and walked off toward the ubiquitous yellow jeep.