I thought at first that you had the accent of North America.

Oh, I know of you! We flying men are a close group, and what happens to one of us is not hidden long from the others.

Your password is sufficient." "You know then that Lannes is in a hospital with a bullet wound in his shoulder ?" "I heard it two days ago.

A pity! A great pity! He'll be as well as ever in a month, but France needs her king of the air every day.

My own name is Delaunois, and I'll put you down in those hills at whatever point you wish, Monsieur Jean Castel of America." John smiled.