But the German gunner never got Peter, because something else got him first.
He thought he saw a Hun aeroplane coming over very high indeed to the south of him, fifteen thousand feet up or more, a mere1 speck2 in the blue blaze, and then the gas bag hid it and he dismissed it from his mind. He was thinking that the air was growing clearer, and that if this went on guns would wake up presently and little voices begin to talk to him, when he became aware of the presence and vibration3 of an aeroplane quite close to him. He pulled off his telephone receivers and heard the roar of an engine close at hand. It was overhead, and the gas bag still hid it. At the same moment the British anti-aircraft gunners began a belated fire. “Damn!” said Peter in a brisk perspiration4, and hastened to make sure that his parachute rope was clear.
“Perhaps he’s British,” said Peter, with no real hope.
“Pap, pap, pap!” very loud overhead.
The gas bag swayed and billowed, and a wing with a black cross swept across the sky. “Pap, pap, pap.”
The gas bag wrinkled and crumpled5 more and more, and a little streak6 of smoke appeared beyond its edge. The German aeroplane was now visible, a hundred yards away, and 541banking to come round. He had fired the balloon with tracer bullets.
The thing that Peter had to do and what he did was this. He had to step up on to a little wood step inside his basket. Then he had to put first one foot and then the other on to another little step outside his basket. This little step was about four inches wide by nine long. Below it was six thousand feet of emptiness, above the little trees and houses below. As he swayed on the step Peter had to make sure that the rope attached to his body was clear of all entanglements8. Then he had to step off that little shelf, which was now swinging and slanting9 with the lurching basket to which it was attached, into the void, six thousand feet above the earth.
He had not to throw himself or dive headlong, because that might lead to entanglement7 with the rope. He had just to step off into pellucid10 nothingness, holding his rope clear of himself with one hand. This rope looped back to the little swinging bucket in which his fine silk parachute was closely packed. He had seen it packed a week ago, and he wished now, as he stood on his step holding to his basket with one hand, that he had watched the process more meticulously11. He became aware that the Hun, having disposed of the balloon, was now shooting at him. He did not so much step off the little shelf as slip off as it heeled over with the swing of the basket. The first instants of a leap or fall make no impression on the mind. For some seconds he was falling swiftly, feet foremost, through the air. He scarcely noted12 the faint snatch when the twine13, which held his parachute in its basket, broke. Then his consciousness began to register again. He kept his feet tightly pressed together. The air whistled by him, but he thought that dreams and talk had much exaggerated the sensations of falling. He was too high as yet to feel the rush of the ground towards him.
He seemed to fall for an interminable time before anything more happened. He was assailed14 by doubts—whether the twine that kept the parachute in its bucket would break, whether it would open. His rope trailed out above him.
Still falling. Why didn’t the parachute open? In another ten seconds it would be too late.
542The parachute was not opening. It was certainly not opening. Wrong packing? He tugged15 and jerked his rope, and tried to shake and swing the long silken folds that were following his fall. Why? Why the devil——?
The rope seemed to tighten16 abruptly17. The harness tightened18 upon his body. Peter gasped19, sprawled20 and had the sensation of being hauled up back again into the sky....
It was all right, so far. He was now swaying down earthward with a diminishing velocity21 beneath an open parachute. He was floating over the landscape instead of falling straight into it.
But the German had not done with Peter yet. He became visible beneath the edge of Peter’s parachute, circling downward regardless of anti-aircraft and machine-guns. “Pap, pap, pap, pap.” The bullets burst and banged about Peter.
Something kicked Peter’s knee; something hit his neck; something rapped the knuckles22 of his wounded hand; the parachute winced23 and went sideways, slashed24 and pierced. Peter drifted down faster, helpless, his angry eyes upon his assailant, who vanished again, going out of sight as he rose up above the edge of the parachute.
A storm of pain and rage broke from Peter.
“Done in!” shouted Peter. “Oh! my leg! my leg!
“I’m shot to bits. I’m shot to bloody25 bits!”
The tree tops were near at hand. The parachute had acquired a rhythmic26 swing and was falling more rapidly.
“And I’ve still got to land,” wailed27 Peter, beginning to cry like a child.
He wanted to stop just a moment, just for one little moment, before the ground rushed up to meet him. He wanted time to think. He didn’t know what to do with this dangling28 leg. It became a monstrous29, painful obstacle to landing. How was he to get a spring? He was bleeding. He was dying. It was cruel. Cruel.
Came the crash. Hot irons, it seemed, assailed his leg and his shoulder and neck. He crumpled up on the ground in an agony, and the parachute, with slow and elegant gestures, folded down on the top of his floundering figure....
The gunners who ran to help him found him, enveloped30 in silk, bawling31 and weeping like a child of four in a passion 543of rage and fear, and trying repeatedly to stand up upon a blood-streaked leg that gave way as repeatedly. “Damn!” cursed Peter in a stifled32 voice, plunging33 about like a kitten in a sack. “Damn you all! I tell you I will use my leg. I will have my leg. If I bleed to death. Oh! Oh!... You fool—you lying old humbug34! You!”
And then he gave a leap upward and forward, and fainted and fell, and lay still, with his head and body muffled35 in the silk folds of his parachute.
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