“This night is spent,” she laughed softly.
“But not tomorrow night? How about it?” His tone voiced his eagerness.
“That—I think that will be swell, if I can get the night off—and I suppose I can,” she agreed.
“Sure you can! What chance is there of locating Jap planes with one secret of radar missing?”
“Not a chance. But, O dear! I’ll have to be out there at break of dawn looking for the third secret.”
“You needn’t let that bother you. It may be blown to bits.”
“Something seems to tell me it’s not. Anyway I must do my best to find it.”
“If you do find it you’ll want to celebrate,” he insisted.
“And if I don’t find it I’ll need consolation.”
“Nice, either way,” he laughed. “So I’ll be around to—”