"As well as I can see, the first passed entirely through the head of the man and then broke the backbone of the horse beneath him." John saw one of the Uhlans, who had dismounted, holding up a short, heavy steel weapon, a dart rather than an arrow, its weight adjusted so that it was sure to fall point downward.

Coming from such a height John did not wonder that it had pierced both horse and rider, and as he looked another, falling near the Uhlan, struck deep into the earth.
"There goes the aeroplane that did it," said John to Fleury, pointing upward.
It hovered a minute or two longer and flew swiftly back toward the French lines, pursued vainly a portion of the distance by the German Taubes.
"A new weapon of death," said Fleury.

"The fighters move in the air, under the water, on the earth, everywhere." "The Uhlans are off again," said John.

"Whatever their duty was the steel arrows have sent them on it in a hurry." "And we're about to move too.

See, these batteries are limbering up preparatory to a withdrawal." Inside of fifteen minutes they were again marching eastward, though slowly and with the roar of battle going on as fiercely behind them as ever.