The mental connection was too vague, he said, but the relieving laughter would not come.
John hoped that a lucky chance might bring Lannes, and involuntarily he looked up at the heavens.

But they were clear of aeroplanes.

The heavy snow of the night before had driven in the hosts of the air, and they had not reappeared.
Then John resolved to go to Chastel himself.

He did not know how he would go or what he would do when he got there, but the impulse was strong and it remained with him..