A man with a rifle is about to take a shot at it.

Bang! There it goes! But I can't see that the bullet has damaged our flag.

Look, how it whips about and snaps defiance! Now, all the men except the aviator himself have out glasses and are studying the phenomenon of our signal.
They come above the tree, and I think they're going to make a swoop around the grove near the ground.

Lie close, Weber! As I found out once before, a thick forest is the best defense against aeroplanes.

They can't get through the screen of boughs." They heard a whirring and drumming, and the biplane not more than fifty feet above the earth made several circles about the little wood.