So afraid was Harvey that his errand would be suspected that he loitered until well beyond sight of his friends, when he hurried his pace. He arrived before the women had dinner ready and it need hardly be said they were glad to see him. In their brief acquaintance, and especially because of their memorable ride in the biplane, he had won his way to their regard.
“I’m going home to-morrow,” said Ann Harbor.
“Why not wait a bit longer?” asked Harvey.
“That’s what I’ve been trying to coax her to do,” said her relative, “but when she takes it into her head to leave there’s no holding her.”
“I told paw I should not be gone long and he’ll be real mad if I don’t git back pretty soon.”
“How would you like to have me take you in my airship?”
The girl’s eyes sparkled.
“Oh that would be splendid; will you do it?”
“I think I may safely promise that I can give you the ride possibly to-morrow, and if not then by the next day at the latest.”
“I’ll wait,” she said, aquiver with delight; “I was pretty well scared when we had our ride, but you managed everything so well that I ain’t frightened the least bit.”