Grace Harlowe with the American Army on the RhineChase, Josephine
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Grace Harlowe with the American Army on the Rhine
Chase, Josephine
Rhine River -- Juvenile fiction; War stories; World War, 1914-1918 -- Juvenile fiction
“Not directly. The person that I said knew something about it is, I
believe, working for us. I am quite certain that he will have something
to report. Have you discovered anything?”
“I have verified your statement.” He smiled grimly. “Beyond that we
have not gone. But you have something else to say to me?”
“Yes, sir.” She glanced at the sentry.
“Come into the kitchen. There is a conference in the front room. Now
what is it?” he demanded when they had reached the rear room and the
door was closed behind them.
“I have just broken out of jail and have come here to ask you to
straighten the matter out for me. Miss Briggs is a lawyer, but her sort
of law isn’t good on the western front. Besides, she is an accessory
both before and after the fact, as she would characterize it.”
“I don’t quite understand,” wondered the captain.
“It is not customary with me to carry my troubles to others, but
something must be done or I shall have to go to General Gordon and
enter a formal complaint, which I do not wish to do,” began Grace. She
thereupon related the story of their ejection from the cottage where
they had planned to berth the previous night; their finding a place
to sleep in a camion; the arrival at the river and their arrest and
imprisonment in the cellar, followed by their smashing the door and
taking matters into their own hands.
As Grace related the story a flush mounted to the temples of the
Intelligence officer.
“Outrageous! Asinine!” he exclaimed explosively. “You are right, this
sort of thing must be put down. I think I see how it happened that you
were kept in the cellar. We are on the border of the enemy territory,
theoretically on it already, and the officers are very busy this
evening, for we have many uncertainties ahead of us.”
“I understand, sir, and should not have come to you, but for the fact
that I am likely to be picked up by the M. P. again at any moment.”
“Rest easy. I will attend to that.”
“Thank you. Please do not report the eviction incident. We can settle
it when we get to the Rhine, or perhaps by then it will have settled
itself,” urged Grace.
“As I was saying, the officers being very busy, the sergeant’s report
may not even yet have been read by the officer in command. I am glad
that you took matters into your own hands. Have you a place to sleep
to-night?”
“Not yet, sir.”
“You ladies will remain here. I will have two cots put in the kitchen.
We shall be in conference more or less most of the night and you may
not get much sleep. However, it will be better than nothing. In the
meantime I will send an orderly to report that you are here and to
vouch for you. Where is your equipment?”
Grace told him that it was left in the truck, and described as well as
she could the place where the truck might be found.
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