She ignored this suggestion of his intimate interest, saying only:
"Perhaps the battle is ended. There are no guns this morning."
"It is only a lull," he responded earnestly. "I know that we are about to make a strong attack all along this sector. That is why I must hasten my return. May I hope to see you again, Miss Melnotte?"
"I hope you will be spared to," she replied frankly. "I must go now. Is your machine all right? Can you mount again?"
"Must. I'm due back there at B——," and he pointed.
"It is wonderful—this flying."
"It's a bit ticklish," he said. Then, with a laugh: "You should see Captain Raphe Dexter at it!"
"He has not actually taken to flying? Aunt Roberta said——"
"He surely has. Been up with me at Pau. He is now taking a course in a private aviation school, he writes me. He's a wise old bird. I believe some of his money is coming to our escadrille. He's as plucky as they make 'em, and a fine old gentleman!"
He shook hands with her again and started for the Nieuport. She watched him from the roadway and waited, late as she was, until he was in the air before continuing her way toward the hospital.