Jacques was most skillful, however. He maneuvered the monoplane until they were directly over the field where they intended to make a landing. Then he suddenly shot downward until they were but a few yards above the ground; suddenly he straightened out the machine and they came to earth gracefully and without a jar. The monoplane ran along the ground for a short distance and came to a stop.
A squad of soldiers in the blue uniform of France came hurrying forward to greet the aviators.
"Is this Flambeau?" demanded Jacques of the corporal.
"It is," replied the man addressed.
"And Colonel Erhard is here?"
"He is. Do you wish to see him?"
"I have some most important dispatches for him."
"Of course you wish to deliver them to him in person?"
"Yes," said Jacques.
"If you will come with me," said the corporal, "I will conduct you to him at once."