It came back yesterday and scouted around, flying above five thousand feet up.

To-day I saw two of them sailing around, but they didn't fly over this way.

They were over behind this hill, and high.

We'd better do our flying at night, old-timer." "You can dodge them.

You've got to dodge them," said Cliff.
"If I fly," Johnny qualified dryly.
"You've got to fly.