He flew back to Paris, for tea at Le Bourget, and then motored into the city for a good dinner.
In the forts they are perfectly cool under the heaviest fire, and both at Le Bourget and at Chatillon they fought like heroes.
The “Bivouac before Le Bourget” brought him his first success.
They were waiting for him at Le Bourget, and sent up flares and rockets, long before he got there.
This afternoon I was outside in the direction of Le Bourget.
Le Bourget, standing as it did in advance of the line of inundation, was especially liable to a surprise.
At Le Bourget he tried the new Nieuport machine, which was the hope of the fighting airplanes.
General Ducrot had meanwhile waited in vain for the signal which was to have announced the capture of Le Bourget.
Their fire now extends from behind Le Bourget to the Marne, and at some points reaches to within a mile of the ramparts.
The end of Le Bourget, towards Paris appears entirely deserted.