“We’ll have to be off in the morning,” said Gale as she sat beside him. “I’m told that the colonel and his army are half way across Burma.”
“Took the Japs by surprise,” Jimmie laughed. “That’s great. He’ll be in China before we know it.”
“That’s just it,” Gale agreed. “He’ll be setting up a more or less permanent base there, and I must be there to guard him with my radar.”
“You and Mac,” he teased.
“Yes. Sure,” she smiled. “Mac is grand. But Jimmie,” her voice dropped, “there’s a one-time flying Tiger who will be in all my dreams.”
“That’s swell,” Jimmie beamed. “But don’t forget, that one-timer will be along before you know it. Then you’ll have to keep a date over Tokio.”
“Oh, Jimmie!” she breathed. “Do you really believe you can fix it that way?”
“Wait and see.” He shook a finger at her. “I’m the grandest little fixer you ever met.”
And so, next day at dawn, Gale and Jan in their jeep rattled away toward the battle front and fresh adventure.