"Speak, child!" smiled the Colonel indulgently. "What is it that your heart desires?" he added playfully.
"Let me fly back with you to New York! I've never been up in an airplane."
"I'm sorry, Bet. I can't do it this time. Not yet," he answered.
Bet looked disappointed. "Oh it's all right, Dad, I won't whimper.
I've had a wonderful time this summer."
"And what's more, you will have your chance this year."
"Oh, what do you mean, Dad?"
"Up at Rockhill School, where you are going this winter, they have a class in aviation for the girls," said her father.
"Do you mean it? Is it really true? Will you let me learn to fly?"
"Yes daughter, I want you to. I believe in modern sports for young people. It's a great game and the earlier you get into it, the more chance you have of becoming an expert."
"Dad, you're wonderful!" exclaimed Bet.