It seemed he had had experience in flying--some relation of his with whom he had spent a holiday last summer.
It would mean his getting out quickly.

He seemed quite eager to be gone.
"Isn't it rather dangerous work ?" she asked.

She felt it was a footling question even as she asked it.

Her brain had become stodgy.
"Nothing like as dangerous as being in the Infantry," he answered.

"And that would be my only other alternative.