“Make them pay a good price,” she advised Jane.
Dinner over, they hastened back to the Federated hangar where the reporter borrowed a typewriter. “Now tell me everything that happened and how you felt.”
“But we haven’t agreed on a price,” said Jane.
“How about $50?”
“That doesn’t seem enough. Won’t this be front page news?”
“I should say it will. Every other New York paper will probably turn green with envy.”
“Then $50 isn’t enough.”
“I might be able to get $100,” urged the reporter.
“Don’t take less than $500,” advised the night dispatcher. “If the Globe won’t pay it, call some of the other papers. They will.”
In desperation, Ruthe Harrigan called her editor and before Jane gave her a line of copy, a check for $500 was in the hands of the stewardess.