"She is. She's even worse. But of course I won't say a word about our plan, except to mother and dad. And maybe I won't work hard at school, to get my own license!"
"That's the spirit!" approved Linda, as she stopped the car at her chum's house.
"Linda! Look how low that plane's flying!" exclaimed the other, as the girls got out of the car. "And look at the way she's tilting!"
"The pilot must be crazy! Why, that's only a few hundred feet up. Come on, Lou, something is likely to happen! Let's get into the house."
Instinctively Linda pushed Louise towards the porch, but with a quick glance about, she saw her chum's brother in the next yard, playing with a group of children. Unmindful of her own danger, and the velvet dress she was wearing under her lovely fall coat, she dashed over the hedge and dragged the children into the house.
Nothing happened, however; when she came outside she noticed that the plane was climbing again. With a sigh of relief she went back to Louise.
"That was our friend Miss Hulbert," announced the latter, scornfully. "Doing some stunts for our benefit."
"No! Not really?"
"Absolutely. She waved to me!"
"She certainly doesn't show much judgment. Besides, it's unlawful."