Brave soldiers are you, to make war on women and children.

Guh! I would kill you where you stand--if I dared." With venomous hate she spat upon the floor, then seized her wailing children, shook them and waddled out of the room.
There was a general sigh of relief.
"You may return to the launch, Henderson," said the captain.
"Monsieur Rondel," said Uncle John, grasping the young Belgian's hand, "we are grateful to you for your kindness.

The failure of your mission was not your fault.

We thank you.

The governor has given us our liberty and permission to travel where we please, so to-morrow we will go to Charleroi ourselves to search for Mrs.Denton." "My motor car is at your disposal, sir, and my services." "To-morrow?
Oh, let us go to-night, Uncle!" cried Patsy.
Mr.Merrick looked inquiringly at the Belgian.
"I am ready now," said Rondel with a bow.
"Then," said Patsy, "we will start in half an hour.