I thought: "Dear God!" I stammered: "Nanette, darling—I've always loved you—"
"He's here! Don't speak!"
I gasped hurriedly: "Get away in the aero, Nanette!"
"Edward! No more! Good-by, dear."
We waited, but there was only silence.
CHAPTER XXII
SIXTY MINUTES
"Alan, will you be all right? Can you do it?"
"Yes, I must." He set his jaw grimly. "I must."