The Waterbury Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1917-1946, 1940-07-17
CHAPTER III

like, Georgette thought happily as
she and Captain Douglas landed. 1t
was true that she had spent weeks
learning any number of things
about flying, but most of her in
struction periods had been on
ground work.
She had heard lectures on
clouds and cloud formations and
what they indicated as to weather
conditions. She had read books on
the theory of flight, the history of
flying, and she had thought of in
struments until she saw them in
her sleep. But this learning to
handle the controls of the ship
herself and putting it through va
rious maneuvers was different. 1t
was real. 1t was thrilling.
you'll uphold the family's fly
ing honor" Dick Douglas told her.
fIow'd you like it?"
She grinned back at him. "You
might have known I'd be crazy
about it."
81 suspected it." Dick told her,
He frowned, and added, "Too bad
your red-headed friend quit on
us"
Georgette's face clouded. "She
hasn't really quit" she protested.
FAnne's quick-tempered, and she's
jmpulsive, but she'll be out here
with me tomorrow"
swell, she'll have another
chance" the tall, fair-haired pilot
said quietly. "But you might tell
her this is no place for prima
Commas"
"Don't worry about Anne"
Esorgette said confidently.
As she drove away from the air.
port, however, she felt a little
less sure. That combination of
quick temper and impulsiveness
was always leading Anne into
mistakes. Georgette only hoped it
would never lead her into a seri-
Drs one.
Driving back toward Midland
University, however, she forgot
Anne's recent behavior In the
glow Of enthusiasm over flying
That sudden feeling of exhiliara-
ton when Dick had taken his
hands off the stick, his feet off the
rudders, and she had realized that
she herself was flying! 1t was
q moment she would never forget.
She could hardly wait to tell Anne
all about it!
Her dark eyes shining, she hur-
g1ed into the house and up the
stairway bursting into their room
land stopped short.
The room looked as though a
cyclone had passed through it. A
drawer of Anne's dresser was half
open, fllmy stockings and lingerie
Uttered the bed, discarded skirt
and sweater - the clothes Anne
had worn to the airport were in
the middle of the floor. But Anne
was not in the room.
Almost inStinctively, the dark
haired girl threw open the closet
door. Anne's little travelling case
was missing from its accustomed
place, Anne's favorite dresses
were gone from their hangers.
Georgette sat down on the edge
OF the bed, half-stunned. Obvl-
ously, Anne was gone. What was
she to do? Inform the house.
mother? No, perhaps it would be
best if Anne's disappearance were
not made public. That let out
railing up Anne's uncle, too. But
how was she to find Anne by her.
self?
The scrap of notebook paper
stuck in the mirror caught her
Eye. Quickly she unfolded it and
read it.
"Georgette darling - I don't
care what anyone says about
Tony's background we're on
our way to be married. Don't
tell, PLEASE, until I give the
word. Love-Anne."
She stared at the note for mo-
ment, thinking fast. Anne and
Tony must be on their way to
North Point, the marriage mill,
some three hours driving distance
from Midland. Somehow she must
get there in time to stop Anne.
But the clippers must be halfway