“They’ll lead us over Jap-held territory.” She spoke aloud. “And then—”
“Fighters may come out to meet us.”
“If they do we’ll shoot them down,” she declared fiercely. “You should have seen Scottie in this very plane yesterday. It was wonderful!”
“You have all the luck,” said Sparky.
“Sparky,” she leaned toward him. “Suppose we don’t come back.”
“From this trip? We will, Mary.”
“But suppose we don’t. What about our plane and its cargo?”
“Scottie knows all about that. He’ll take it through. None of us is absolutely necessary, but we’ll come back, Mary. We’ll take our own plane to the journey’s end.”
“Look!” She pointed toward the other plane that momentarily grew larger in their field of vision. “They’ve changed their course. They’re heading down the mountain range.”
“Toward the highest peak of all,” said Sparky. “The one nobody’s ever climbed.”