Of course while we're doing this we may be and
probably shall be, under fire ourselves. But we've got to take that
chance. It's a mad scheme, Jack says, and I realize that it is. But
we've got to do something."
"Yes," said Nellie in a low voice, "we must do something. This
suspense is terrible. Oh, if I only could get word to Harry!"
"You write the letter and I'll take it!" declared Tom.
"And I'll help!" exclaimed Jack.
And then the letters--several of them, for each one wrote a few
lines and made triplicates of it, since three packages were to be
dropped. The letters, to begin again, were written and the bundles
were made up. They contained cigarettes, cakes of hard chocolate,
soap and a few other little comforts and luxuries that it was
certain Harry would be glad to get.
The rest of the plan would have to be left to Tom and Jack to work
out, and, having talked it over with their friends, they found it
was time for them to start to their station, since their leave was
up at eleven o'clock that night.
Getting permission for a week's absence was not as easy as securing
permission to go to Paris. But Tom and Jack waited until after a
sharp engagement, during which they distinguished themselves by
bravery in. the air, assisting in bringing down some Hun planes, and
then their petition was favorably acted on.
Behold them next, as a Frenchman might say, on their way to their
former squadron, where they were welcomed with open arms.
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