"What is your name, my good man ?" "Maurie, monsieur; Jakob Maurie.

Perhaps you have met me--in New York." "I do not remember it.

But if you live in Ghent, why are you in Dunkirk ?" He cast an indignant glance at his questioner, but Uncle John's serene expression disarmed him.
"Monsieur is not here long ?" "We have just arrived." "You cannot see Belgium from here.

If you are there--in my country--you will find that the German is everywhere.

I have my home at Brussels crushed by a shell which killed my baby girl.