The Boy Allies with Marshal Foch; or, The Closing Days of the Great World WarHayes, Clair W. (Clair Wallace)
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The Boy Allies with Marshal Foch; or, The Closing Days of the Great World War
Hayes, Clair W. (Clair Wallace)
World War, 1914-1918 -- Juvenile fiction
"Hal’s lost his map," he told himself. "Oh, well, I guess it won’t make
any difference. We’ll get there safely enough. Hal is as full of
tricks as a magician. Besides, we seem to be leaving those fellows in
the lurch."
It was true. The pursuing flotilla was falling behind.
And directly Hal was so far in advance of his pursuers that he knew he
was safe.
"Now for Hirson!" he muttered.
The remainder of the journey was made without incident, and several
hours later the airplane landed only a few yards from where it had
started the day before.
*CHAPTER XXVI*
*THE CONFERENCE RESUMED*
The mayor of the village was there to greet the German envoys when they
stepped from the airplane. He announced that they would be conducted at
once into the presence of Marshal Foch. He signified that Hal and
Chester were to accompany the party.
The lads saw, as the mayor led the way, that the conference was to be
resumed in Marshal Foch’s private car, which still stood on a side track
in the station yards.
Upon the platform of the car stood General Dupree. He greeted the
German delegates stiffly.
"It is late," he said. "We had begun to fear perhaps you would not
return. However, you are within the allotted time."
"We are later than we expected to be for unavoidable reasons, sir," said
General Herwigs. "In fact, we came with difficulty."
He explained the trouble within his own lines, but for some reason he
said nothing of the pursuit by the allied airplanes.
"I hope he forgets all about it," Hal murmured to himself. "It was
gross carelessness on my part, and I should get a wigging. However, if
he says nothing about the matter, it’s a sure thing I won’t."
General Dupree now showed the delegates into the car. As before,
Marshal Foch sat at his desk, immersed in a pile of papers. He looked
up as the delegates approached.
"Ah, gentlemen," he said, "pray, be seated."
He motioned the five men to seats at his table. Besides these, there
were also seated there three or four members of the marshal’s staff.
"I trust you had a pleasant trip, gentlemen?" said Marshal Foch
politely.
"Not so very pleasant, sir," said one of the envoys, and explained what
had befallen.
Marshal Foch expressed his condolences, then added:
"And now to business, gentlemen."
"We are ready to discuss terms, sir," said General Herwigs.
"Ah," said Marshal Foch, "but there shall be no discussion. I have
stated my terms. It is for you to say whether Germany will accept."
"You have the terms in writing, Marshal?"
"I have, sir. They are here," and Marshal Foch extended a paper to
General Herwigs.
General Herwigs read the several sheets of foolscap carefully. Then,
without a word, he passed them to his associates, who scanned them
carefully in turn. The paper was passed back to General Herwigs.
"They are very severe, sir," said General Herwigs.
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