“You were a peach to do that piece of sleuthing,” she said. “For a while it looked like I was in a tight place.”
“But you haven’t asked me who bought the drug,” said Sue.
“I don’t need to. It was Mattie. I remembered seeing her in the commissary the other day. Honestly, I hardly thought Mattie would stoop to such a trick. Why, think what would have happened if the pilots had eaten any of that lunch.”
“I did,” replied Sue, “which is one reason why I went sneaking around the drug stores in Cheyenne. Mattie was pretty sure of herself for she bought it in the store where we usually go for our sodas. The druggist didn’t want to give me an affidavit, but when I threatened to swing all of the stewardess trade to the store across the street he decided to sign.”
They were having dinner that night at Mrs. Murphy’s when Alice, just off a run from the east, came in.
“Guess who I saw leaving the field?” she said.
“Mattie Clark,” replied Jane.
“You’re a mind-reader. It was Mattie and she was going as a passenger. What’s up?”
Sue told Alice briefly what had taken place during the afternoon.
“Serves Mattie right,” said Alice. “Everything will be smoother now that she’s gone. But I’ve got some news none of you will guess.”