If you're on the battle line and hear of the Strangers there too I should like for you to hunt me up if you can.

I'd do the same for you, but I don't yet know to what force you will belong." Bougainville promised and they walked down to the second platform, where Father Pelletier was still standing.
"What did you see ?" he asked of John, unable to hide the eagerness in his eyes.
"Uhlans, Father Pelletier, and I fancied that I heard the echo of a German forty-two centimeter.

Would you care to use the glasses?
The view from this floor is almost as good as it is from the lantern." John distinctly saw the priest shudder.
"No," he replied.

"I could not bear it.

I shall pray today that our enemies may be confounded; tomorrow I shall throw off the gown of a priest and put on the coat of a soldier." "Another sign," said John to himself, as they continued the descent.
"Even the priests will fight." When they were once more in the narrow streets of Montmartre, John said farewell to Bougainville.
"Geronimo," he said, "I expect to see you leading a victorious charge directly into the heart of the German army." "If I can meet your hopes I will, Monsieur Scott," said the young Frenchman gayly, "and now, _au revoir_, I depart for my uniform and arms, which must be of the best." John smiled as he walked down the hill.