At last she spread a pile of papers covered with dots and dashes on the table. These were the records of the “put-put” broadcast which she and Danny had kept.
After that for a half hour their heads were bent over these records.
“This,” he said at last, after re-lighting his pipe, “promises to be something of great importance.
“I wish you could stay with me on the airfield.” He added after a moment, “Both you and Nancy are working in very well. You could relieve me of much tiresome routine, but for your sake and for old C. K. I’ll do all I can to get you on a ship. I do know that there is talk of giving over the communications and radio work of one ship for a single trip to a group of WAVES, just to see how it works out. I’ll look into that.”
“Oh, please do,” she begged eagerly.
“You should be devoting your entire time to this secret radio business right now,” he said thoughtfully.
“But I’m a WAVE.”
“You could be given a leave of absence.”
“Not without a reason. It would be necessary to explain to the officials about the radio. And that’s just what C. K. doesn’t want.”
“Why?”