Page 102 - A Hero of Liége

Somewhat breathless, Kenneth remained hidden for a minute. The rifle
shots had ceased; there was a confused shouting from the troops; and

through it he heard again the hum of the aeroplane. A bomb burst on the
ground near the end of the bridge. The fusillade recommenced. Seizing the

opportunity, Kenneth quitted his hiding-place, and made the best of his way
back across the field, observing that Pariset was still circling round in order
to distract the enemy, but rising ever higher.

When Kenneth reached the rendezvous Pariset was awaiting him.

"Hullo! You're wounded!" cried Kenneth, noticing that Pariset was
grasping his right wrist.

"Bruised by a splinter, that's all," said Pariset. "It's painful, but not

dangerous. The planes are riddled; I'm very lucky to have fared, no worse.
You managed that splendidly, Ken. I was surprised you did it so quickly."

"There was already a cavity in the arch, which saved labour."

"We have both earned our dinner. You will pilot the machine back?"

"Of course. Are you sure you are not seriously hurt?"

"Quite. I only hope I get nothing worse before the war is over."