"But I want to be."
"All right then, we'll all go together."
"Major Villier won't be awake at this time of night I'm afraid," said Earl doubtfully.
"Oh, yes, he will," said Jacques. "He'll be just as anxious for our report as we are to give it."
As soon as the aeroplane had alighted on the field several soldiers had come running out from their quarters and the young aviators now turned the machine over to them.
"We have a man here who is slightly wounded," remarked Jacques to one of the men. "Is there any one around here now who can look after him?"
"Right this way," spoke up a soldier quickly. "I will care for him."
With difficulty Leon stepped from the monoplane. The experiences of the past day had been hard and wearing; he had lost more blood than he had realized, slight as was his wound; then too the mauling he had received at the hands of the big German had jarred him greatly. He was dizzy as he stepped out upon the solid ground again and he reeled slightly. His soldier friend immediately sprang to his assistance.
"I'm all right," Leon maintained stoutly. "I don't know what made me stumble; I guess I must be stiff."
"You're weak, Leon," said his brother. "What you need is rest."