The Girl from Alsace: A Romance of the Great War, Originally Published under the Title of Little Comrade — John Shaqi
The Girl from Alsace: A Romance of the Great War, Originally Published under the Title of Little ComradeStevenson, Burton Egbert
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The Girl from Alsace: A Romance of the Great War, Originally Published under the Title of Little Comrade
Stevenson, Burton Egbert
Alsace (France) -- Fiction; War stories; World War, 1914-1918 -- Fiction
"Thoroughly in earnest. We know where we shall be at every hour of every
day. There are at present living in France many Germans who are
reservists in our army. Not one of these has been required to return to
Germany. On the contrary, each of them has been instructed to report at
a point near his place of residence at a certain hour of a certain day,
where he will find his regiment awaiting him. For example, all German
reservists living at Lille, or in the neighborhood, will report at noon
of Wednesday next in the Place de la République in front of the
prefecture, where the German administration will have been installed
during the morning."
Stewart opened his lips to say something, but no words came. He felt
intimidated and overborne.
But it was not at Stewart the officer was looking so triumphantly, it
was at the girl. Perhaps he also, yielding to a subtle fascination, was
telling things he had no right to tell in order to prove his importance!
The girl returned his gaze with a look of astonishment and admiration.
"How wonderful!" she breathed. "And it is really true?"
"True in every detail, madame."
"But this Lille of which you have spoken--is it a fortress?"
"A great fortress, madame."
"Will it not resist?"
"Not for long--perhaps not at all. If it does resist, it will fall like
a house of cards. The whole world will be astonished, madame, when it
learns the details of that action. We have a great surprise in store for
our enemies!"
Stewart, glancing at his companion, noted with alarm the flash of
excitement in her eyes. Would she push her questioning too far--would
she be indiscreet; but the next instant he was reassured.
"It is most fascinating,--this puzzle!" she laughed. "I shall watch the
papers for the fall of Lille. But I am very ignorant--I do not even know
where Lille is."
"It is in the northwest corner of France, madame, just south of the
Belgian frontier."
The girl looked at him perplexedly.
"But how can you reach it," she asked, slowly, "without crossing
Belgium?"
"We cannot reach it without crossing Belgium."
From the expression of her face, she might have been a child shyly
interrogating an indulgent senior.
"I know I am stupid," she faltered, "but it seems to me I have read
somewhere--perhaps in Baedeker--that all the Powers had agreed that
Belgium should always be a neutral country."
"So they did--Germany as well as the others. But such agreements are
mere scraps of paper. The first blast of war blows them away. France has
built along her eastern border a great chain of forts which are almost
impregnable. Therefore it is necessary for us to strike her from the
north through Belgium. Regretfully, but none the less firmly, we have
warned Belgium to stand aside."
"Will she stand aside?"
The officer shrugged his shoulders.
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