But he saw nothing against the blue save two or three captive balloons which floated not far above the trees inside the German lines.
He longed for a sight of the _Arrow_.

He believed that he would know its shape even high in the heavens, but they were speckless.
The Alsatian, whose eyes followed his, shook his head.
"He is not there, Mr.Scott," he said, "and you will not see him today, but I have a conviction that he will come, by night doubtless." John lowered his eyes and his feeling of disappointment passed.

It had been foolish of him to hope so soon, but it was only a momentary impulse, Lannes could not seek him now, and even if he were to come there would be no chance of rescue until circumstances changed.
"Doubtless you and he were embarked on a long errand when you were taken," said Weber.
"We were carrying a message to the commander of one of the French armies, but I don't know the name of the commander, I don't know which army it is, and I don't know where it is." Weber laughed.
"But Lannes knew all of those things," he said.

"Oh, he's a close one! He wouldn't trust such secrets not even to his brother-in-arms." "Nor should he do so.

I'd rather he'd never tell them to me unless he thought it necessary." "I agree with you exactly, Mr.Scott.