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CHAPTER XIII.-Continued.

CHAPTER XIII.-Continued.
a peasant, haIf-mad, has stopped al
The inn to warn it's people that the
enemy is approaching.
"Hurt?'' he cried. ''Hurt? You
don't know 'em. They came
into my house and, nasty as you
please, wanted food. My old woman
started to argue with 'em. She wasn't
scared then, and one Of 'em took hold
Of her by the arm. Maybe he didn't
mean anything; but she didn't under
stand, and she threw a dipper Of cold
water in his face like any decent wom-
nm woodland they shot her. They
shot her for that! Civilian assaulting
I'm officer, they called it. was
out in the fields. The neighbors came
and told me. And I hurried home to
End her dead-her that hadn't done
mOthing-dead! And I leaned
cunt Of the window-and shot two of
Hem-and then I ran. How I ran!
And they didn't get me-and they
won't get mew The half-crazed peas
ant rushed off then, shouting to right
and left, wherever he saw head stuck
cut of window, or figure in door
way, 1.-The Germans are coming! The
Germans are comingw And after
him poured the scurrying mob, all cry
ing the same dread warning.
Charlie Brown was getting all the
color the most ambitious reporter
could have coveted. He turned a So
her face to old Christophe.
"HThis is going to be bad, old manv
Ae said.
"Its like some hideous nightmare"
Ethel exclaimed.
Eyes, madame-and this is but the
beginning" Christophe informed her
gEaveIy.
Charlie Brown remembered then
nat Madame de Lorde, as she wished
20 De known, still fingered there. And
he did not like the thought Of her fac
ing that oncoming German horde.
'Tf you'll go to your room, I'll come
10 you if you want me-if there's any
need" he said.
~Yes-yes! And oh! these poor, poor
peOpIer' she cried.
Hadn't you better close the doors?"
Charlie asked the innkeeper.
why, m'sieu, shall only have to
open them," Christophe replied. 81 am
not afraid, m'sieu."
Il wish 1 had your nerve" Charlie
told him. Call this has certainly got
my goat. It's the limit"
Christophe, by quick, sibilant
sound, enjoined caution.
~M'sieu, they are herew he warned
him.
BE had scarcely spoken when the
hrst of the gray-clad invaders was mo-
mentarily framed in the open window.
He rode bfcycle-that forerunner Of
destruction. And a fine, clean-looking
youngster he was, one of the pick of
tire kaiser's first-line troops. Cool,
alert, businesslike, he pedaled deliber-
ateiy on as if unconscious Of the black
looks that met his coming. And as he
passed the inn he turned his sunburned
1ace so that he might seize q quick
but comprehensive glance at its inte-
K1Or. Cumbered with full fighting kit.
RS ne was, he showed none Of the IA
~ASN0 GAoL AoO oil UuL overcome CQar11e
Brown before he arrived at the Lion
dor. On the contrary, he looked fit
. prizefghter, trained to the min
tie. And behind him rode another as
Re him as a second pea out Of the
.m, pod.
GnarEe Brown gazed at them breath
Ssly. He was conscious of a mighty
aHnirat1on for those two infinitesimal
EGGS In the great German military ma
chine. And he said to Christophe in
m awed whisper:
Gosh! They're not afraid, are they?
Anyone might pot them from a win
dow" The thing might happen any
moment
Perhaps they are not afraid because
tAey know If they are killed they will
De well avenged" Christophe an
1wered- And then he said, "Really.
W'A1eu. do not speak English. ask
JOU to go. It may be easier for me.
Please. m'sieu, quicklyv'
The American reluctantly left the
Window. He did not want to miss a