touch of heartache as they stepped into the hall and Sue pulled
the door shut.

Miss Hardy was waiting for them in her office. Spread on top of her
desk was an appetizing lunch which the supervisor had prepared in the
tiny kitchen which adjoined her office. There was a large plate of
sandwiches and cups of hot chocolate.

"You shouldn't have gone to all this trouble," protested Jane.

"It wasn't any trouble. I wanted to do it for I want you to have
pleasant memories of Good Samaritan."

"We're going to take away a very pleasant memory of you," promised Sue,
as she finished a sandwich.

"I have written my own recommendation and a letter of introduction for
you and I am also enclosing Mr. Speidel's letter," said Miss Hardy.
"This should insure your seeing him tomorrow morning in Chicago. I'll
be anxious to know the outcome."

"We'll telegraph," promised Sue. Then, remembering how little actual
cash she had, she added, "That is, we'll try to telegraph you."

Miss Hardy smiled for she knew how little money most of the girls had
when they left training school.

They finished the lunch just as the horn of a taxicab squalled in the
street below.

"There's your cab. It's a fifteen-minute ride to the airport. You'll
have to hurry."

Miss Hardy handed the letter of recommendation to Jane, who folded it
and placed it in her purse. They hurried downstairs, the girls carrying
the small week-end bags with them.

Miss Hardy walked to the cab with them. Farewells were brief.

"I know you'll both make good," said Miss Hardy. Then she turned and
hurried back inside the sheltering walls of Good Samaritan.

The cab lurched ahead, gaining speed rapidly as the driver headed for
the airport.

Jane and Sue settled back on the worn leather cushions. In another half
hour they would be aboard an eastbound transport plane, speeding toward
Chicago. Their hospital days were definitely behind them and new
careers, holding the promise of great adventure, were ahead.

Chapter Three

Adventure Ahead

The cab sped through the sleeping city. The business district was soon
left behind and the paved road bordered the Wapsipinicon river, which
skirted the south edge of University City. The road swung across the
river and ahead of them gleamed the red, green and white lights which
marked the boundary of the airport of Federated Airways.

The taxi slowed and drew to a halt in front of the administration
building. The driver hel