Biggles, the pilot of the Camel, alighted slowly and deliberately. He removed the tangled remains of a pair of goggles from his head, shook some loose glass from creases of his flying jacket, and eyed a long tear in the arm of the garment dubiously. Then he bent and examined the sole of his flying-boot, the heel of which appeared to have been dragged off. Apparently satisfied with his inspection, he took a soiled handkerchief from his pocket and carefully wiped a quantity of black oil from the lower part of his face. This done, he thrust the handkerchief back into his pocket and glanced sideways at Algy Lacey, who had deserted his seat in front of the sheds, and was inspecting the much-shot-about aeroplane from various angles.
"You seem to have been having some fun," suggested Algy.
No comments
Post a Comment
While you are free to post comments anonymously, you are encouraged to use the Name/URL option to post so that your comment will not be filtered out as spam.