“Do you know we haven’t sat down once since take-off?” Jean said breathlessly.
“Jean, you’ve been an angel on this trip! For a while there I thought you had four hands.”
“Save the compliments. We’re coming in for a landing in twenty minutes.”
Twenty-one minutes later they were down at La Guardia Airport. Vicki summoned the passenger agent. He gave Mr. Bryant his arm on the way out of the plane to the waiting ambulance. Vicki escorted Mrs. Bryant, walking slowly.
Vicki waited for the Bryants outside the ambulance while the doctor checked over the elderly man. She hated to leave Jean alone to say good-by to the other passengers and pick up in the cabin afterward, but she’d make it up to Jean some other time. The passenger agent had sent a man to locate the Bryants’ car and chauffeur. He would bring the car onto the airfield as near to the ambulance as possible.
The doctor stepped out and said to Vicki:
“All right, stewardess, he may go home. I think it’s safe for this gentleman to drive to the city now.”
He helped Mrs. Bryant down out of the ambulance, then Mr. Bryant. Their car pulled up at that moment. Captain Jordan came hurrying over, carrying his flight papers.
“Miss Barr, are both Bryants all right?”
“Yes, Captain. Tired but all right.”