For a breath Hal Dane stood rigid. At last it had come--his chance to ride in a real plane! But he stood motionless. This man Raynor--fever burned like delirium in his eyes, he fairly staggered from weakness. A risky pilot to ride with! And yet the courage in that iron set of jaw, the determination that drove a pain-weakened body to serve the will! Raynor had come this far--Raynor would carry on to the end. And Hal Dane would be in at that ending.