It means that fellow wants to ruin the Yankee plane, and perhaps finish the flier who went down with it to the ground. "Not if we can prevent it, I say. Take a nosedive, Tom, and leave it to me to manage the gun!" "He isn't alone, Jack, for I saw a second skulker in the brush, I'm sure." "We've got to drive those jackals away, no matter at what risk. Go to it, Tom, old scout!" The big battle-plane, soaring fully two thousand feet above the earth, suddenly turned almost upside-down, so that its nose pointed at an angle lose to forty-five degrees. Like a hawk plunging after its prey it sped...

Well, Tom, how's your head now? "How's my head? What do you mean? There's nothing the matter with my head," and the speaker, who wore the uniform of a French aviator, glanced up in surprise from the cot on which he was reclining in his tent near the airdromes that stretched around a great level field, not far from Paris. Oh, isn't there?" questioned Jack Parmly, with a smile. "Then I beg your pardon for asking, my cabbage! I beg your pardon, Sergeant Raymond!"

It means that fellow wants to ruin the Yankee plane, and perhaps finish the flier who went down with it to the ground. "Not if we can prevent it, I say. Take a nosedive, Tom, and leave it to me to manage the gun!" "He isn't alone, Jack, for I saw a second skulker in the brush, I'm sure." "We've got to drive those jackals away, no matter at what risk. Go to it, Tom, old scout!" The big battle-plane, soaring fully two thousand feet above the earth, suddenly turned almost upside-down, so that its nose pointed at an angle lose to forty-five degrees. Like a hawk plunging after its prey it sped...

Well, Tom, how's your head now? "How's my head? What do you mean? There's nothing the matter with my head," and the speaker, who wore the uniform of a French aviator, glanced up in surprise from the cot on which he was reclining in his tent near the airdromes that stretched around a great level field, not far from Paris. Oh, isn't there?" questioned Jack Parmly, with a smile. "Then I beg your pardon for asking, my cabbage! I beg your pardon, Sergeant Raymond!"

Charles Amory Beach wrote the Air Service Boys series for the Stratmeyer syndicate from 1918 to 1920. There are six books in the series including Air service boys over the enemy's lines: or, The German spy's secret, Air Service Boys Over the Rhine Or Fighting Above the Clouds, Air service boys flying for France, or, The young heroes of the Lafayette, Air service boys flying for victory, or, Bombing the last German stronghold, Air Service Boys in the Big Battle Or, Silencing the Big Guns, and Air service boys over the Atlantic: or, The longest flight on record.