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Concluding the Epic Story of a Pilot’s Adventurous Life in a Fighting Squadron on the Western Front By Capt. J. E. GURDON, D.F.C. celebrating this auspicious occasion, I have engaged a table at Mony’s. We will now have the odd champagne cock- tail and so to dinner. The tender’s just round the corner. Chuck your bags into it and come along.’’ As they walked towards the res- taurant, Savage made several attempts to get either one or the other of his companions to talk, but, receiving only monosyllables in answer, abandoned the attempt and kept the conversation entirely to himself. ‘““We’ve been having no end of a time since you went,’’ he announced. ‘* Huns simply all over the sky, and very ferocious. We’ve had to teach them better manners on several occasions. Old Fories has now got a round dozen, and his M.C. to boot. What’s more, we haven’t lost a single machine. You two will enjoy your little selves !”’ When he took off his coat and sat down at the dinner table, Warton and Lastor simultaneously noticed a very new white-and-purple ribbon beneath his wings. Each seized a hand and pump- handled it vigorously. ‘‘ Steady on, an of = : Ser at Pe 2 2. m+ ss ats B ok “7433 04 a EEE tad Seg ear Saat PTS ae Ferntree: ee 33 tae “he 182 (”) oy SS SF Eo <SnGO