Then, if we don't hail him, he'll sail swiftly back to the west." "For good reasons too.

The air here is chiefly in the German sphere of influence, and if I were in his place I'd take to my heels too at a single glance." "That's what he's doing now.

He's flying past the flag just as one of the Germans did.

He leans over to take a look at it, can't make out what it means, glances back apprehensively toward the German quarter of the heavens, and now he's sliding like a streak through the blue for French air." "So near and yet so far! A friend in the air just over our heads, and we had to let him go.

Well, he couldn't have done us any good." "No, he couldn't, and he's gone back so fast that he's out of sight already, but another and different inhabitant of the air is coming out of the south.