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
“I had hoped to get home soon, sir,” answered Grace, after a slight
hesitancy.
“Take it until some one else is selected,” urged the general. “How
about those two spies, Captain?”
“We will arrest them at once.”
“If I may offer a suggestion, gentlemen, I would urge that it be done
with a speed that will not permit either to do away with evidence that
may be in their possession. It might be wise for you to have your men
enter the doctor’s house through our quarters, which will give access
to the hall. Once in the hall, the doors of the doctor’s apartment,
and that occupied by Mrs. Smythe, should be burst in without warning.
The doctor sleeps in the rear room next to ours, and the maid occupies
the corresponding room in Mrs. Smythe’s quarters. If you wish I will
accompany you.”
“You two ladies will remain here, Mrs. Gray!” commanded the general.
“You have done quite enough for one night. Then again, there may be
shooting, and you might get hurt. You see we cannot afford to lose you
just yet.”
“It would not be the first time I had been under fire, sir,” replied
“Captain” Grace in a mild voice.
“Then, too, for obvious reasons, we do not wish you to appear in
the case. The doctor may have surmised that you have had something
to do with it, but that will be the extent of his knowledge of your
participation. Boucher, get your men and go after those people.”
Grace and Elfreda occupied General Gordon’s quarters for the rest of
the night, and were weary enough to sleep the night through without
even once turning over. In the early morning they were summoned to
Captain Boucher’s office, where they were informed that the doctor had
been taken only after a fight in which two soldiers were wounded--that
both he and the woman were being held for trial, and that considerable
documentary evidence had been found in a secret receptacle in the
doctor’s cellar.
“We shall hope to accomplish something by using his cellar telephone
late this evening,” added the Intelligence officer.
“What about Mrs. Smythe?” questioned Grace.
“She undoubtedly will be recalled to-day. The woman may consider
herself fortunate that she too is not under arrest.”
“I’m sorry,” murmured Grace. “Do you not think, Captain, that, with the
lesson she has learned, Mrs. Smythe may more clearly see her error and
do better?”
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