"She no harm no one; but dem Boche,
he no care what he do or where he do it. Ally not know either."
"Well, we have been here ever since. Now you have come, perhaps we may
somehow find a way to get out."
Here Stanley suddenly entered, looking strangely resolved. Above, the
explosive noises had gradually died out. Looking at Blaine, he said:
"Lafe, I have fixed up that German's Fokker All it needs is more
gasoline and there's still some in your tank and Orry's. If you don't
care, I'll fly that Fokker over our lines before morning and manage to
bring some help. Neither of you are strong enough to go and I
understand Fokkers pretty well. What say?"
"That won't do at all," exclaimed Erwin, making another violent effort
not only to stand but to walk. All at once he tottered and would have
fallen, but Brenda caught him, placing him back on the cot.
"That'll do for you, Orris," began Blaine. "Shucks! I feel quite
pert. Just you watch me!"
But it turned out that Blaine was, if anything, weaker than his friend,
and silence gave consent to his first proposal. Even Miss Daskam
assented, adding: "I hope when you do return with help, sir, that it
will be sufficient to enable Brenda and me to accompany you."
For the first time Stanley seemed to catch the wistfulness in her eyes
and tone. He impulsively took her hand, saying:
"Believe me, Miss Aida -- Daskam, I mean," (She had already whispered
to him her full name), "if any of us gets back out of this mess, you
may be sure you will be among them --"
"And Brenda, too?"
"Brenda, too! If I know anything of our folks back at the aerodrome,
we will have plenty of help.
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