m."
"They had time to repent all of their sins on the way down," admitted
Charlie. "Say, we're skipping Des Moines. Got plenty of fuel to take us
to Iowa City."
When they landed in the eastern Iowa city, another message from New
York reassured Mrs. Van Verity Vanness and she read most of the way
into Chicago.
When they rolled up to the ramp of the Chicago field, Jane suggested
that her passenger step out and walk a bit.
"You'll feel much better," she assured her.
Mrs. Van Verity Vanness agreed and Jane assisted her out of the plane.
Reporters were clamoring at the gate, but a cordon of police kept them
from the field.
Charlie Fischer grinned as he went by.
"I'm going over and be a hero," he chuckled, nodding toward the
cameramen and reporters, who were hungry for the story of the escape
from the bandits.
The short, stocky figure of Hubert Speidel, personnel director of
Federated Airways, emerged from the crowd and came toward them. He
beckoned to Jane and she left her passenger for a moment.
"Everything all right?" asked the personnel chief anxiously.
"She seems to be enjoying the trip now," replied Jane, "but she wants a
stewardess to continue with her."
Just then Mrs. Van Verity Vanness took matters into her own hands.
"I presume you are a company official," she said, addressing the
director. He nodded.
"Please inform your general manager that I insist upon this young woman
accompanying me to New York. She has done everything possible to make
me comfortable and without her assistance I would have been unable to
continue from Cheyenne."
"But Miss Cameron's division ends here," protested the personnel chief.
"We'll have to put another stewardess aboard here."
"I don't care a snap about divisions," said the woman of millions. "I
want this stewardess. Remember, there are other lines east of Chicago."
The personnel director promised to do what he could and hastened away.
He was back in less than five minutes.
"It's a little irregular," he said, "but Miss Cameron can go through to
New York with you."
Fresh supplies were brought out and placed in the pantry, Jane checking
each item, for they would have lunch at noon aboard the plane and
possibly a light supper just before they reached New York.
A new crew of flyers took charge and exactly fifteen minutes after
landing, the special roared away, with an entire nation watching its
progress, for newspaper presses were spewing out extra
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