“Turn the dial. Get something else. That will tell us whether our connections are okay.”
“There’s nothing else on the air for us.”
“That’s a queer radio.”
“Yes, it is. But if we wait five minutes Station NANCY will be on the air.”
“And in the meantime?”
“Tell me about parachutes,” she begged. “You’ve dropped a time or two, haven’t you?”
“Naturally. I’m a flier.”
“How does it feel to drop for the first time?”
“Just fine if you think of something else most, of the time. It helps to sing:
“‘He’d fly through the air with the greatest of ease,
A daring young man on the flying trapeze.’