"Where?"
"The artillery uses them."
"How?"
"I don't know. The balloon and flying service use 'em, too. I've seen officers send them up. Probably it is to find out about upper air currents."
"Our flying service?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Ballons d'essai," she nodded carelessly.[pg 318] But she was not yet entirely convinced regarding the theory she was pondering.
After lunch she continued to be very busy in the laundry for a time, but the memory of those three little balloons above the aspens troubled her.
Smith had gone on duty at the corral; Kid Glenn sauntered clanking into the bar and was there regaled with a bock and a tranche.
"Monsieur Keed," said Maryette, "are any of our airmen in Sainte Lesse today?"