“Nonsense,” returned Bumble, “I can find the place by myself.”
But Patty insisted, and when the two girls reached Wilmington, they went together to the house where Helen was to stay.
Philip Van Reypen was there to greet them, for he was a friend of Bumble’s hostess, and knew of the girls’ coming.
And then, nothing would do, but that Patty must stay there over night and go to the Aviation Field next morning to see the stunts there.
Quite willing, Patty agreed, and telephoned to Rose Barrett not to expect her till the following day.
The trip to the Aviation Field was full of novelty and pleasure. Fascinated, Patty watched the great machines as they swept and swerved and was interested in all the details and wonders of the whole place.
A gay young Lieutenant by the name of Breen was introduced and Patty found him a most pleasant and intelligent guide. With him she went about, seeing things, while Van Reypen escorted Helen.
“Wouldn’t you like to go for a little fly, Miss Fairfield?” asked Breen, presently.
“I’d love to,” said Patty, her eyes sparkling at the thought, “I’m just crazy to, but I can’t, thank you.”
“Why not?”