"So far as I know," he said, when the plane rested on the snow, "nobody has seen our descent.

We're well beyond the French lines here, but you'll find German forts four or five miles ahead.

As you see, this is exceedingly rough ground, not easy for men to occupy, and so the French stay on one side of this little cluster of mountains while the Germans keep to the other.

And now, Monsieur Jean Castel, I leave you here, wishing you success in your quest, success in every respect." Again the two strong hands met.

A minute later the aeroplane rose in the air, carrying but one of the men, while Jean Castel, peasant of Lorraine, was left behind, standing in the snow, and feeling very grateful to Delaunois.
John watched the aeroplane disappear over the peak on its return journey, and then he walked boldly eastward toward the German lines.
Modesty kept him from accepting Delaunois' tribute in full, but it had warmed his heart and strengthened his courage anew.