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CHAPTER I
IN ACTION OVER THE ARGONNE
"Will that starting signal ever come, Tom?"
"Just hold your horses, Jack. The other squadron has gone out, and is already hard at it over the Boche line. Our turn next. Keep cool. And here's hoping we both pull through with our usual good luck."
"Wow! See that big Hun plane, a Fokker, too, take the nose dive, will you? But he's overshot his mark. I warrant you he is trying like mad to get on a level keel... more...
CHAPTER I. BAD NEWS FROM THE AIR
"Well, Tom, how's your head now?"
"How's my head? What do you mean? There's nothing the matter with my head," and the speaker, who wore the uniform of a French aviator, glanced up in surprise from the cot on which he was reclining in his tent near the airdromes that stretched around a great level field, not far from Paris.
"Oh, isn't there?" questioned Jack Parmly, with a smile. "Then I beg your pardon for... more...
CHAPTER I
OUT FOR BUSINESS
"Look! What does that mean, Tom?"
"It means that fellow wants to ruin the Yankee plane, and perhaps finish the flier who went down with it to the ground."
"Not if we can prevent it, I say. Take a nosedive, Tom, and leave it to me to manage the gun!"
"He isn't alone, Jack, for I saw a second skulker in the brush,I'm sure."
"We've got to drive those jackals away, no matter at what risk. Go to it,Tom, old scout!"... more...
CHAPTER IBACK OF THE TRENCHES
"Tom, what do you suppose that strange man who looked like a French peasant, yet wasn't one, could have been up to late yesterday afternoon?"
"You mean the fellow discovered near the hangars at the aviation camp, Jack?"
"Yes. He seemed to go out of sight like a wreath of smoke does. Why, if the ground had opened and swallowed him up, once the hue and cry was raised, he couldn't have vanished quicker. I wonder if... more...
DOUBLE NEWS
"Here they come back, Tom!"
"Yes, I see them coming. Can you count them yet? Don't tell me any of our boys are missing!" and the speaker, one of two young men, wearing the uniform of the Lafayette Escadrille, who were standing near the hangars of the aviation field "somewhere in France," gazed earnestly up toward the blue sky that was dotted with fleecy, white clouds.
There were other dots also, dots which meant much to the trained... more...