Jane smiled. “You would think of that.”
A few minutes later the pilot of their ship rejoined them.
“Say, I forgot to introduce myself,” he chuckled. “I’m Charlie Fischer.”
“And I’m Jane Cameron and my friend is Sue Hawley.”
“Now that everything’s in order and we know who’s who, let’s eat.”
The flyer led the way into the modernistic restaurant which adjoined the waiting room and they sat down at gleaming black and silver tables.
“The sky’s the limit,” advised their new friend and Jane and Sue added bacon to their usual breakfast of toast and fruit.
“Do you know very much about the plans for using stewardesses?” asked Jane.
“Only the talk that’s heard along the system. With passenger traffic getting heavier all of the time, some step must be taken to have a member of the crew in the cabin where the needs of the passengers can be looked after. I think selecting trained nurses is a mighty good idea.”
“Have any girls been hired?” Sue wanted to know.