Tom and Jack were eager to get into this and do their share. But
they had orders to make their observations, and they dared not
'refuse. They could tell by looking back every now and then that
the affair was going well for the Allies, including some of the
American airmen, even if the Huns outnumbered them.
Back and forth over the German lines swept the glass-bottomed Spad,
and at a certain point Tom, who was looking down, uttered an
exclamation. Of course Jack could not hear, but he could feel the
punch in the back his chum administered a moment later.
Jack turned his head, and saw his chum eagerly pointing downward. A
moment later he motioned over his left shoulder, pointing backward,
as though they had just passed over something which would warrant a
second inspection.
Jack swung the machine about in a big circle, banking sharply, and
then, as he passed over the ground covered a little while before,
he, too, looked down, and with sharper glance than he had used at
first.
What he saw was the ruins of a small French chateau. It had been
under heavy fire from the Allied guns, for it had sheltered a German
machine gun nest, and some accurate shooting on the part of the
American gunners had demolished it a day or so before.
But what attracted the attention of Tom and Jack was that whereas
the chateau before the bombardment had stood on a little hill
without a tree near it, now there was a miniature forest surrounding
it.
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