Flames no longer roared away; but the teeth of their consuming rage had bitten deep.

Where the aft observation pit had been, now only a twisted net of metal-work remained, with all the plate-glass melted and cracked away.

The body of Gorlitz, trapped there, had mercifully fallen into the sea.

That ghastly thing, at any rate, no longer remained.
Four Legionaries were in the pilot-house: the Master, Bohannan, Leclair, and "Captain Alden." For the most part, they held silence.
There was little for them to say.

At length the major spoke.
"Still sagging down, eh ?" he commented, his eyes on the needle of the altimeter.