“Yeah. A married couple, I believe.”
“On their honeymoon?”
“Can’t tell you that. They didn’t act mushy.”
Linda smiled.
“Did they give you their names?” she inquired.
“And did the girl look like—Miss Carlton?” put in Dot, before the man could answer Linda’s question.
“Couldn’t say she did, except that all you girl fliers look something alike. But her face was pretty dirty, and her helmet was pulled down low.... Yeah, they gave their names. A Mr. and Mrs. Bower, of Texas.”
“Oh!” gasped Linda, in disappointment. “We’re looking for people named Sprague.”
“They wouldn’t be likely to give their right names, Linda,” Dot reminded her. “Why, that girl thinks nothing of swiping a new name to fit her fancy!”
“True,” admitted Linda.