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You are to say nothing, to anyone, concerning this entire matter. You understand?" "I understand that I'm to keep silent, sir but I don't understand the rest of it." "It isn't necessary that you do. That is all, Lieutenant." "But what about that 'drome I located at Fere-en-Tardenois? I think it is Count von Herzmann's Cir " "You think wrong, McGee, but whatever you think, don't think out loud.
"Perhaps you recall how I bawled him out for cutting formation over Vitry that day when we were on our way up for our first action? And how I sent him over the lines on a mission to locate von Herzmann's Circus?" McGee nodded. "I certainly do remember it. You sure said plenty!" "Hokum! All hokum!" Cowan said.
Siddons was as unconcerned and unruffled as though he had received an order to fly to Paris. "You will get the greatest possible altitude before crossing the line, and you are to avoid combat. Your mission is to bring us information, if possible, concerning the location of enemy 'dromes and especially von Herzmann's base. Am I clear?" "Perfectly, sir."
At dawn the following morning, well behind the German lines in the vicinity of Roncheres, Count von Herzmann's famous Circus was making feverish haste to take the air. Von Herzmann himself was coolly instructing the pilots in the purposes of their coming expedition.
I am sure you are glad to meet him." For the briefest moment von Herzmann's mouth dropped open. He knew the jig was up! Almost immediately, however, he regained the debonair, easy grace of a splendidly poised loser. He bowed to Larkin, who stood with mouth agape and eyes popping out. "I am indebted to Lieutenant Larkin for the use of his uniform," von Herzmann said.
You say the French questioned him?" "French Intelligence did. Pretty game fellow, they said." "But he talked?" "Had to. That was von Herzmann's Circus." "We know that. Anything else?" "Yes. He said they knew all about our plans, and were out gunning for us." Cowan's face colored, but with confusion more than anger. "Anything else?" he asked crisply.
I think I know where to locate von Herzmann's Circus." "What are you driving at, Lieutenant?" "Major, if I told you half of what I think I know, you'd call me crazy." "Hm-m! Well, I can't give you permission to go but I will not be looking for you before noon." His sly wink told Red all that he wanted to know. "Yes, sir. Good night, Major. Good night, Rodd.
We've been up against von Herzmann's Circus most of the time, and that fellow hasn't any slouches on his roster. That was one of his outfit that cracked your engine." "Really? Did you get him?" Red asked, his face alight with interest. Larkin shook his head. "No luck. I ducked to follow you. But Fouche got him his first that morning." "That morning? You mean he "
We struck an old shell hole, turned over, and my pilot was killed, poor fellow! Too bad it wasn't the other way round. He wore his own uniform, and could hardly have been shot as a spy." Cowan sank into a chair, rather heavily. His poise was no match for von Herzmann's, who seemed to be getting a keen delight out of the Major's discomfiture.
The leading plane raced along the green field, and a moment later the first flight of von Herzmann's great Circus leaped into the air, climbed rapidly, and laid a course for a cloud bank hanging over the lines above Comblizy. How often the youthful, clever von Herzmann had made use of shielding cloud banks, or lacking clouds had placed himself above his adversary, squarely in the blinding sun.
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