The manner in which you came ahead, even after all your companions had fallen--in which you boarded us, with the strong probability of death confronting you, proves you the kind of man who wins and keeps respect among fighting men.
"If you still desire my arrest and the delivery to you of this air-liner, I am at your complete disposal.

You have only to sign the receipt I have already written.

If--" and for a moment the Master paused, while his dark eyes sought and held the other's, "if, _monsieur_, you desire to become one of the Flying Legion, and to take part in the greatest adventure ever conceived by the mind of man, in the name of all the Legion I welcome you to comradeship!" "_Dieu_!" choked the lieutenant, gripping the Master's hand.

"You mean that I--I--" "Yes, that you can be one of us." "Can that be true ?" "It is!" The Master's right hand closed firmly on Leclair's.

The Master's other hand went out and gripped him by the shoulder.
To his feet sprang the Frenchman.