“I’m sure I heard an airplane, but I can’t see it. The sun is so bright!”
“Must have been your imagination,” Kitty teased. “Dave was here only the other day.”
“It is an airplane!” Doris cried excitedly. “And it’s coming this way! Oh, I hope it’s Dave.”
The Misses Gates laid down their sewing and watched the approaching plane with interest. Doris and Kitty were highly elated when they distinguished the red stars on the wings.
“Wonder if he’s going to drop another note?” Kitty murmured. “Aren’t you the lucky girl to have a flying Romeo?”
For once, Doris was not annoyed by her chum’s teasing. She was far too interested in watching the plane to even listen closely to what Kitty was saying.
They waved frantically as the plane approached. Two young men were in the cockpit, Dave and another pilot, and they both returned the greeting.
The plane circled over the mansion several times and Dave indicated that he intended to drop a message. They saw something white flutter from his hand.
The weighted note struck a nearby rhododendron bush, but, before the girls could reach it, Wags scooted ahead of them, thinking that it was a variation of his favorite game of “fetch the ball.”
“Wags!” Doris cried.