"So it will be if they meet on equal terms, but the German air-fiend is a wily brute." "Whiz-z-z! Bang-g-g!" came a shell at that moment, striking the ground not thirty yards away from them, and sending both men and motor-cycle spinning into the ditch by the very concussion. "Not hurt, are you, Cowdie?" asked Brat, as he scrambled out of the ditch first, and ran to help his friend. "No, but it was a very near thing that. Another few inches and that would have been the end of the regimental 'spare part.' Look here!" and Cowdie showed a rent in his tunic where a piece of shrapnel had torn away six inches of it behind the left shoulder. Fortunately, though both were shaken, neither of the men had been actually hit It was a marvellous escape, however, one of those things one cannot account for. Though the machine had been badly knocked about and splintered, it had received no vital injury, and, after straightening out a few spokes, and cutting away a few more they mounted again and proceeded a little further. "Halt Who goes there?" came the shout as they pattered up to the support trenches. They halted and dismounted, and after telling their business were allowed to proceed, but they were cautioned that the road ahead was full of shell holes, and that they would not be able to ride much further. They would certainly be stopped at the reserve trenches. Once more they started, their heads throbbing and aching with the noise of the terrific bombardment which was proceeding, for they were now in the super-danger zone, and shells were screaming overhead every few seconds, and many were bursting on their left and on their right. Again they were halted, this time by a sentry near the second line trenches, and were absolutely refused permission to proceed further till they explained to the officer of the company commanding the trench what their errand was. "Wires broken, did you say?" "Yes, sir." "Nearly all the wires to the front line trenches in this sector have been broken. We have had the engineers out all the morning mending them." "There is news of one of our fighting 'planes having crashed somewhere over there, half an hour ago, sir," said Bratby, "and we have been ordered to proceed as near as possible to the place, to find out what has happened, as the aerodrome wire has been snapped." "An aeroplane crashed, did you say?" asked the officer. "Yes, sir." "There have been half a dozen of them down in front of us since seven o'clock this morning; most of them German, I think." "This was one of ours, sir." "Yes, I saw it. There were two of them came down about the same time, but the other one fell by our support trenches and the pilot and observer were saved." "And the other one, sir?"