14/18 Always I meet men searching for wives. Always I meet wives searching for husbands. Well! it is our fate--the fate of conquered Belgium." Maud brought him a deck chair and made him sit down. "He can't resume his search until morning, that's certain. Such a tumble as he had would have killed an ordinary man; but the fellow seems made of iron." "To be a waiter--a good waiter--develops the muscles," said Maurie. |