"And listen!" From the east there came a dull sound that rose presently to a steady, loud roar.
"Everything has changed!" cried Ivan, his face white.

"We are pushing the attack--we must have occupied Gumbinnen! The Germans are being driven back--and they are bringing up their supports! They must mean to fight here to protect the railway! This place will be the centre of a battle before morning! I shall give up my plan.

The only thing that counts now is to get word to the staff of what is going on back here! Come!" "What about the car ?" "If it is still here after we have sent word, good! If it is not, we must do without it." Ivan began running toward the mouth of the tunnel.

But Fred, before he followed, switched off the lights and ran the car off the side of the road, so that it was under the wall of the parsonage garden and sheltered, to a certain extent, by the heavy foliage of a large tree, whose branches overhung the wall.
"I'd like to think that that car was where we could get at it," he said to himself.

"I have an idea that this place is going to be mighty unpleasant before long." Then he followed Ivan.