"Wish't I'd thought of it," said Dunk; "I'd risked my neck to get it."
"Just shows what Carl is," added Herb. "He went in after that plane and never thought about his own stuff."
"I'll make him let me put up for it," put in Mr. Phipps. "The boy deserves it for his bravery."
"How is he this morning, Dunk?" asked Gray.
"He's all right now. I left him eating his breakfast in bed. He wanted to get up, but father says he might as well take it easy for a half a day or so until he gets stronger."
"Hello, fellows," greeted Jerry heartily. "What do you think of the heroes?" The aviator, paler, but smiling as ever, accompanied young Crawford, and they both jokingly demanded the reward of the brave.
"You deserve it too, and no kiddin'," observed Herb seriously.
"Well, let's take a look at the plane," said Hawke. "Wonder how much damage there is."
"Right upper wing pretty badly jammed on the left side," he said, after he had given the plane an inspection. "These wires will have to be restrung. Oh, I guess we can fix her up in a couple of days."
"That's lucky," said Fly. "Thought we'd have to take her all apart."