The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1939-06-23
CHAPTER SEVEN

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far under water and must fight
her way to the surface while a
tiny speck of air remained in her
lungs. Upward. upward she surged.
every moment seeming like an
hour as her chest threatened to
burst.
Then she was clear. She painted
heavily as she drew in deep
breaths Of pure air. 1t was good.
II was like a cooling drink on
hot day after hard game of
tennis.
She opened her eyes as she felt
warm lips pressing her own cold
ones.
II was Rick
Thank Cod" he breathed. as
he saw her eyes flicker for mo-
ment and then open wide. Thank
God. you're all right"
She closed her eyes again for a
moment, trying to collect her
thoughts. This was something that
needed thinking out.
What was she doing, lying here
with Rick bending over her, kiss
ing ner, so joyous that she had re-
turned to consciousness
Her head ached duly, and her
temples ached. She felt cold
cloth across her forehead. Good
That felt marvellous! Her brain
cleared suddenly and she strug-
gled to sit up.
That's all right, Ellen she
heard Kicks voice. Just lie quiet
for a few moments. You'll be fine,
now"
She lay back for another mo-
ment, her thoughts surging back
into her brain like water gushing
into basin. Now, she remembered.
She must have bumped her head
when the plane suddenly turned
over as they were landing. She
had been knocked out.
Regains Strength
Her strength came back, and she
sat up. first reaching up to re-
move the damp handkerchief from
her forehead. She almost laughed
at the worried look on Kicks face
which usually was so free from
care. so calm.
What happened" she asked.
swinging her feet down from the
couch on which she was lying to
the ground, and turning to face
him.
ut was all my fault" he said,
contritely. Lousy flying. The ship
ground-looped as we landed. A big
gust of wind hit us, and over we
went"
why, Rick. you're hurt!' she
exclaimed. She noticed long
Jagged streak on his forehead. The
blood had almost entirely dried,
but there was still tiny trickle
at the edge.
Just a scratch he said. IT'S
nothing. How do you feel ?"
Bit of a headache, but other
wise okay," she answered. She put
down her left arm to help get to
her feet, and Involuntary said
"ouch" as she felt a sudden twinge
of pain.
Examines Arm
"Guess l hurt my arm a little,
too" she said. Rick quickly ex-
amined it.
Nothing broken" he announced.
Probably just strain when the
plane tossed you around. Wen fix
that up with bandage."
"Oh, I'm all right" she insisted,
What happened to the plane? Is
it damaged ?"
J "Scraped a wing a bit and bent
the prop. Nothing that can't be
fixed in an hour or two. We were
darned lucky to get out ourselves
without being badly hurt
Ellen looked around. Apparently,
they were in an office at the air
port. There was big leather
couch and several chairs and a
desk.
Rick followed her eyes.
"Superintendent's office" he
said. IT carried you in after I got
you out of the plane. The other
boys helped me, but I sent them
away. 1 was pretty sure it was
nothing very serious, except shock.
Do you feel we'll enough to go
home now? ,"
Headache
surely" she answered. I'm
almost as good as new, except for