“We’ll tip him in plenty of time,” said Mike with authority. “In time for him to play along, but not for a leak to spoil things. Okay?”
“I’ll make the bargain,” Sally assured him, “if it can be made.”
Mike nodded. He drained his coffee cup and slipped down from his chair.
“Come on, Chief! C’mon, Haney!”
He led them out of the room.
Joe fiddled with his spoon a moment, and then said: “The crewman I was to have subbed for if he didn’t get well—he did, didn’t he?”
Sally answered reluctantly: “Y-yes.”
Joe said measuredly: “Well, then—that’s that! I guess it will be all right for me to stick around and watch the take-off?”
Sally’s eyes were misty.
“Of course it will, Joe! I’m so sorry!”