The rolling waves of air from the concussion of the guns became much less violent, and soon ceased entirely.

All the smoke floated below him, while above the heavens were a shining blue, unsullied by the dust and flame of the conflict.
"Do you go far, Philip ?" John asked.
"Forty miles.

I could cover the distance quickly in the _Arrow_, but on such a day as this I can't be sure of finding at once the man for whom I'm looking.

Besides, we may meet German planes.

You've your automatic with you ?" "I'm never without it.