"Well, Mr. Roque, if you did not get Filimonoff this trip, you struck mighty close to him, for I'll warrant the man whom Schneider vanquished was a leader in the Cossack horde."
"And something of a fighter, you might add, Stanislaws," rejoined the secret agent. "But there's another day, and the kingpin and I may yet lock horns."
The aviation party was again at Galician headquarters, and the interesting invalid, Schneider, was already declaring that he was as good as ever.
Roque had a grouch, chafing because of the delay of the Austrian forces in getting through to the relief of Przemysl.
"Just think what might be done if we had enough flying machines, Zeppelins and aëroplanes, to bring over an army corps every week or so." This idea expressed by the ever-enthusiastic Stanislaws.
"You are not talking airship now, Stanny; it's an air castle you have in mind."
This pleasantry on the part of Billy turned the laugh on the Austrian aviator, in which he joined himself.
"There's one thing sure," finally declared Roque, "I know of at least two airships that are soon to sail over the heads of the Russians who are now blocking the way to the fortress."
"I just knew he would be pushing something across before long," said Henri to his chum.