After a few minutes, the meeting must have broken up because I could now hear voices behind me beyond the closet door. A few must have remained behind in the director's office. I crept forward and resumed my listening post.
They were talking about details of the expedition, where and when.
As I waited for everyone to leave, it struck me that as a young female, I would never be permitted on such an airship. Never.
But a boy could hide more easily. No skirts to hamper movement. Not fair, but boys have much more freedom in society.
The trouble is, I would have to look like a boy. Nelly Bly wouldn't hesitate, and neither shall I.