he envelope from Miss Hardy and he read the letter of
commendation thoroughly.
"Your supervisor thinks rather highly of you," smiled Mr. Speidel when
he finished. "Do you really think you'd like flying?"
He shot the question at them unexpectedly.
"There's danger, there's a lot of responsibility, and there's a great
deal of work at times," he went on. "You may be trapped in almost any
kind of weather--rain, snow, hail, sleet, fog. You must be calm and
resourceful and courageous. We demand a great deal of loyalty."
"We've thought the whole thing over," said Sue, "and decided we'd like
the work. Now, after the trip in from University City, we are certain
we are making no mistake."
"How about you, Miss Cameron?"
"I am sure I would like it," said Jane.
"Very well. We'll put you down on the tentatively accepted list. Final
acceptance will depend on your ability to qualify under our physical
requirements. You'll find the office of Dr. Emma Perkins at the other
end of the hall. Give her this card and she'll put you through the
routine. If you pass, return here at three o'clock." When they emerged
from the office of the personnel director, a little breathless and
flushed, it was nearly lunch time.
"I'd like to treat you to lunch," said Charlie Fischer, "but I've got
to get down town."
"Thanks a lot for all you've done," said Jane. "We'll do our best to
pass the rest of the examinations."
"You'll come out all right," prophesied their new friend.
Jane and Sue went down to the restaurant on the main floor where they
ate a leisurely lunch. Outside planes were landing and taking off and a
constant crowd swirled along the ramp and through the waiting room.
Already the tempo of the whole thing had gotten deep into their blood.
"I'll be terribly disappointed if we don't pass the physical tests,"
confessed Sue.
"Don't worry about that. We're in perfect health."
At one o'clock they reported at the office of Dr. Perkins and were
taken into the examination room at once. Doctor Perkins, small and
business-like, put them through the regular routine.
"Humph," she said as she checked the results. "If all girls were as
healthy as you two, there would be little for doctors to do."
"Then you mean we've passed all right?" asked Sue anxiously.
"Your physical report will be 96 per cent, which is unusually high.
Take your cards back to Mr. Speidel's office."
When Sue and Jane returned to the other end of the h
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