There was a look of deep concern on the stern officer’s face as he handed the letter to Tom.
“It may never be delivered,” he said simply. “The life of an army aviator is a precarious one. To-day he is in perfect health; to-morrow he meets the enemy high in the air, and his end has come. But if Phil is yet alive when you get to the front, tell him his family are proud of what he has already done to stay the hand of the common foe of democracy.”
He turned hastily away on saying this. Jack realized that the younger brother must have been a great favorite in the Carson home, and that news of his meeting a sudden death would come as a terrible blow to those who loved him so dearly. Tom often wondered whether he would ever have the pleasure of meeting Phil Carson in the dim future.
It was now time for the two chums to return to town to pack their belongings and catch the afternoon train for Washington, where they meant to spend a few days before going to their more distant homes.
Business was suspended for the time being in the camp. A score of young fellows, garbed in their flying togs, and ranging from the nearly graduated Dawes to the latest rookie, flocked around them to give a parting handshake and wish them a successful voyage across the water.
Besides, there were many mechanicians and other attaches of the camp who seemed to feel an interest in the fortunes of the pair; though possibly not many of them really aspired to take the same desperate chances that Tom and Jack were about to face.
“Hope the subs don’t get you, boys!” called out one man. “They’re growing pretty hungry, all accounts say, and any day now we expect to hear of another sinking that’ll be nearly as terrible as the Lusitania.”
CHAPTER IV
STARTING FOR FRANCE
“Just to think of it, Tom,” Jack Parmly was saying some time afterwards, as he sat before a fire in his chum’s den, for they had been home some days, “to-night will be the last we expect to spend with our folks for a long while.”
“Yes,” added the other boy, a bit seriously. “And to tell you the truth, Jack, I really wish the parting was over. Father and mother don’t say much, but I can see by their eyes they’ve been lying awake these last nights worrying about me. This parting from the family is the hardest part of the whole business to me.”