“I shall say I would!” Janet declared. She turned in at the gate to her front yard as her younger sister called a greeting to the others. “See you tomorrow, gals!”
“Sweet dreams!” Carol bid her.
Carol and Madge were the next to depart. Slowly the other three walked homeward.
“Have you seen the pilot any more?” Phyllis asked of Gale.
“Not since yesterday,” was the answer.
“How is his ankle?” Valerie wanted to know.
“Getting better,” Gale said. “He can hobble about a little now without much pain.”
When Gale left Phyllis walked beside Valerie in deep thought.
“Do you think Gale likes Brent Stockton?” she asked at last.
Valerie smiled. “She must. She goes over to the island a lot. I think he is nice, too,” she declared. She had journeyed to the island one afternoon with Gale.