“I’m sorry,” murmured Cora, but the sportive look remained on her face.
“Well, now, I’ll just put the finishing touch on the engine and then I’ll be ready,” said the aviatrix, who had introduced herself as Ruth Moore. “And you shall go with me.”
“Me! With you?” gasped Cora.
“Yes. Why not? My machine has an extra seat. And you want to get out of this wilderness.”
Miss Moore set to work, Cora assisting her, and the aircraft was soon ready to continue its flight.
“I never thought I’d be taking my first ride in an aircraft under such conditions,” remarked Cora as her companion strapped her in.
“You’re sure you won’t be afraid?” asked Miss Moore, looking at her searchingly.
“I’m so happy at getting away from these awful woods that I’m not afraid of anything,” replied Cora. “Then, too, I’m used to motor cars and motor boats, and that ought to help me in keeping my nerve. You needn’t be afraid. I won’t make any fuss.”
“You’re a girl after my own heart,” laughed Miss Moore, as she adjusted herself in her seat. “Sit perfectly still now and leave everything to me.”
She touched a lever and the aeroplane ran along a few yards and then soared skyward.