Nuthin’ asked, “Well what do you think we ought to do, Paul?”
“We have to keep our word and go through with it,” was the answer. “Beginning tomorrow, we have to keep away from the airport and spend the next two days practicing.”
“What about those who have flying lessons?” Bobolink wanted to know.
“Those who have lessons should not miss them,” answered Paul. “But the rest of us will have to keep away from the airport.”
The boys agreed. William said, “All right, then. Tomorrow morning we’ll meet at the baseball field for practice.”
Major McCarthy was glad to hear of their plans for reasons of his own. He was a bit skeptical of their sudden and overwhelming interest in aviation, because he feared that they might drop it just as suddenly and completely. Spending only limited periods of time at the airport, therefore, would test them. Besides, the major was also of the opinion that they were too young to have only one dominating interest, it was healthier for them to have a series of interests.
During the following two days, they spent most of their time on the baseball field. And when the day of the game arrived, they were in pretty good shape. They had one worry, however. Wallace, star pitcher for their team, had not come around all morning. They sent William to find out what had become of him.
As the time for the game approached, a fair crowd of townspeople had filled the stands. The Ted Slavin team with Ted as pitcher, was warming up, and some of his followers were encouraging him to demonstrate his famous slow ball. The opposing team, however, was in great agitation. William, out of breath, came running up. Paul guessed that William had accomplished nothing. Nevertheless he asked, “Well, any news?”
William gasped, “No. My mother said he left for the airport in the morning and that he hasn’t returned yet.”
“Did you call the airport?”