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There was something in it to be considered. Who else could the mysterious man be? And then, of a sudden, it flashed into Ruth's mind. The older son of the Countess Marchand was probably in appearance like his brother. Count Allaire Marchand! And where was Count Allaire now? The story was that the young count had disappeared from Paris. He was believed to be in the pay of the Germans.
Had Count Allaire Marchand, or any of his French operatives in and near Merz, attempted to assist in Tom Cameron's escape out of Germany, they would merely lay themselves open to suspicion, and possibly to arrest.
After his own comrades' suspicion was fixed on him, it was decided, Tom agreeing, that he would be able to do better work in Germany. Major Marchand had himself guided the American lieutenant to Merz, and introduced him to Count Allaire Marchand. "And we both consider him, Mademoiselle," said the major generously, "a most promising recruit.
But she did not tell the countess she had taken her trip to the field hospital with the secret agent, M. Lafrane. "Dear me! That was so like him," the countess observed when she had heard the story of Aunt Abelard and her pullets. "His brother, too " "Is Count Allaire like his brother?" Ruth asked quietly. "Yes. In many ways."
Captain Allaire, leading his company of the 133d New York, was the first to enter the works; the regiment itself and the 8th New Hampshire followed closely, and the colors of the 8th were the first to mount the parapet, where they were planted by Paine. On the left bank, this honor fell to the 53d Massachusetts.
And I'll get there yet," he added, with a determined nod of his head. "I think you will," said Mr. Hepworth, "and I'm sure I hope so." Then the talk turned to lighter themes than ambition, and merry laughter and jest filled up the miles to Allaire. All were delighted with the place.
I remember one time we were playing a big game, and 'Butch' Allaire, the best player on the Blue team, had his knee badly hurt. We were short of good substitutes, and he felt that he had to continue playing, if it were at all possible. So, after a short wait, he came limping out again to his position, with a white bandage tied round his knee outside his uniform.
* Draper, "King's Mountain and its Heroes," p. 204. Ferguson's force has been estimated at about eleven hundred men, but it is likely that this estimate does not take the absentees into consideration. In the diary of Lieutenant Allaire, one of his officers, the number is given as only eight hundred.
In three minutes the door was opened; but it was dark inside. "Is it thou, my Henri?" whispered a voice. "Allaire!" Ruth knew that it was the young count himself. Major Marchand drew her into the tiny hall. There was not much light, but she saw the two tall men greet each other warmly in true French fashion with a kiss upon either cheek.
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