Whatever the great one, whose greatest monument stands there, may have been, he loved France, and his spirit may descend upon Frenchmen." "I believe it.

He had the strength and courage created by a republic, and you have them again, the product of another republic.

Look at the flying men, Lannes!" Lannes glanced up where the aeroplanes hovered thick over Paris, and toward the horizon where the invisible German host with its huge guns was advancing.

The look of despair came into his eyes again, but it rested there only a moment.

He remembered his new courage and banished it.
"Perhaps I ought to be in the sky myself with the others," he said, "but I'd only see what I don't like to see.