Fleury with his extraordinary power of judging sound was able to locate these guns with some degree of approximation.
"Look! the aeroplanes!" said John, pointing toward the hills which he now called to himself the French line.
Numerous dark shapes, forty or fifty at least, appeared in the sky and hovered over the western edge of the wide, shallow basin.

John was sure that they were the French scouts of the blue, appearing almost in line like troops on the ground, and his heart gave a great throb.

No doubt could be left now, that this German army was being attacked in force and with the greatest violence.

It followed then that the entire German line was being assailed, and that the French victory was continuing its advance.

The Republic had rallied grandly and was hurling back the Empire in the most magnificent manner.
All those emotions of joy and exultation that he had felt the day before returned with increased force.