“But where could that have happened!” she exclaimed.
“Caracas!”
“But there were soldiers guarding every plane.”
“Soldiers of foreign lands are sometimes traitors. So, too, are mechanics who tune up the motors. We’ll have to be on our guard every moment. This time we were over the land. The next it may be the sea.”
“We’ll watch,” she vowed. “Day and night. Night and day.”
“But it’s all so strange,” she mused after a time. “Why should there be a sudden demand for so many big planes in China?”
“There are rumors of a plan to bomb Tokio.”
“Oh! I’d like to be in on that!”
“Wouldn’t we all! But it’s just a rumor. I’ve heard that we are to attack Burma from two sides.”
“Try to re-capture the Burma Road?”