Realizing that she might come out on the trail at any moment, Jack hurried past the spot while she was covering her treasures. Jack hurriedly and quietly put some distance between them.
His head was in a whirl. Who was this girl? Why had she come here, and how had she come into possession of the nurse’s costume? It was all very strange and disturbing. Dark forebodings took possession of him as he hurried along over the damp, heavily shaded path.
CHAPTER XVI
MOSTLY MEMORIES
Darkness was falling as the carrier Black Bee, escorted by cruisers and destroyers, sailed away from the scene of her latest triumph, her attack on the unnamed island that meant so much to the Allied cause on its way to Tokyo. Not one U. S. ship had been sunk or damaged. Jap installations had been smashed and the airfield taken. The Marines had stormed ashore in great waves, accomplishing the occupation of a greater part of the island with a minimum of loss.
“It was a great day!” Kentucky murmured as he sat with his fighter pals on the flight deck.
“Yes, a big day,” Blackie echoed.
The elevator trap opened and from below came the sounds of voices and music. Men were singing and radios blared popular music or announced more victories.
The elevator rose. It carried a new fighter to the flight deck.
“That’s for Ted or Jean,” Kentucky rumbled, “if one of them comes back.”
“Yes, if only one of them does come back,” Red agreed soberly.