“And we’re still here safe and sound. So’s our cargo.”
“Yes,” he frowned, “but that was a narrow escape. Here’s hoping you meet with nothing like that on the remaining laps of your important mission.”
“Without Ramsey and you, it would have been fatal.”
“Ramsay is a brave and skillful fighter. I’ve known no better. I stayed around long enough to see that he was picked up by one of the other planes. Then my gunner and I flew on toward Persia. We made one stop for fuel but beat you here as it is. Our plane is really fast.
“Well,” he sighed, “it’s been quite a day. We cleaned up that nest of hornets. Two of them got away, but we’ve spotted their landing field and can finish them off later.
“I’ve got a little business here. You’ll not be leaving before morning?” he said, turning to Sparky.
“Daylight is best for our next long flight,” said Sparky.
“And it pays to be at your best on such a journey,” Colonel Mason agreed. “Persia is worth a good, long look.”
“I’ll be looking after the plane,” said Sparky, hurrying away.
“Oh, my overnight bag!” Mary called, hurrying after him.