“I’m sorry I fell off—I didn’t know what happened—I was so cold. If Papa just gets well—”
“Try to sleep now,” said the Doctor. “You can see him in the morning.”
“I knew he would get well—if I could just stay out there on that wing.... I’m sure he will—now....” And a moment later, to Nick: “Sometime, when you’re not too busy, could I take a ride with you—inside your airplane?”
Transcriber’s Note: This story appeared in the June 1929 issue of The Blue Book Magazine.