ce and
Sue added their approval as Mrs. Murphy came puffing upstairs.

"We like the rooms," Jane told her. "How much is the rent?"

"I've been getting $40 a month," said Mrs. Murphy, "but times as they
are, I'll rent them now for $32. That would be $8 apiece and, of
course, there's the privilege of doing your laundry in the basement."

"How about meals?" asked Alice.

"I haven't been taking boarders for a year, but I guess I haven't lost
my hand at setting a good table. It could be arranged."

"Then I think the price for the rooms is fair enough," said Jane. "A
driver with a field car is outside. We'll bring up our bags and our
other luggage will have to be shipped in later."

By the time they had unpacked their bags, it was well past lunch time
and the delicious odor of freshly-baked bread floated upstairs from the
kitchen.

"That makes me realize that I'm really hungry," confessed Sue. "I
wonder how far it is to the nearest restaurant."

From below came Mrs. Murphy's pleasant voice.

"Lunch is on the table, girls. It's not much, but it will save you a
trip down town."

They trooped downstairs to find the dining-room table set with
appetizing food. There was a large plate of bread, so fresh from the
oven it was still warm, and a bowl of honey. Wisps of steam ascended
from a large platter of hash at one end of the table while at the other
was a bowl of fresh cottage cheese. A glass of milk was beside each
plate and a platter filled with fruit centered the table.

"This is grand of you, Mrs. Murphy," said Sue.

"I'm going to have bread and butter and sugar," cried Grace. "It's been
ages since I've had a treat like that."

Mrs. Murphy eased her motherly bulk into the chair at the head of the
table and smiled happily at the evident relish with which the girls ate
lunch. There was no question about their having found pleasant quarters
for their home while in Cheyenne.

Chapter Ten

Jane's First Call

The following days were busy ones for Jane and her companions. Long
hours were passed at the field in the classroom and in the commissary
where the girls underwent an intensive period of training.

Miss Comstock was an exacting teacher, but a fair one and she was
almost universally popular with the girls. Only one, Mattie Clark,
seemed to resent the strict discipline which the chief stewardess
imposed.

Mattie, a black-haired, dark-eyed girl, answered Miss Comstock sharply
on several occasions. O