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Orris expelled a deep breath, while he put on all the power his speedy plane would stand. "I'll get him even if the Boches got me!" From the course followed by the biplane Erwin knew that he was already well to the northward of the point of his own return, provided he was able to make the trip back in safety.
He told me, too, that in spite of opposition from airplane builders he had secured a long-contemplated improvement; and that he had had a special camera made for him with which he could photograph a machine as it fell. His parting words were: "I hope to fly to-morrow, but don't expect to see my name any more in the communiqués. That's all over: I have bagged my fifty Boches."
"Who killed Chica's father, and blew her home to-rags? Who threw her out into this horrible England pardon, mademoiselle, but it is horrible. Ah! les Boches! If my hatred could destroy them there would not be one left. Even my husband was not so mad about his painting when we lived at home. But here !" Her eyes darted at his face again, and then sank as if rebuked.
Without an instant's pause, the driver wheeled his car off the 'pave', crashed through the broken treetops, and continued on his way. Barry looked upon the huge trunk with amazement. "Did a single shell break that tree off like that?" he asked. "You bet," was the reply, "and all these you see along here. It's the great transport road for our front line, and the boches shell it regularly.
"The last time I crossed three weeks ago we went into a thick fog over the Channel, and it was not very comfortable. So I prefer the rail just now." On this occasion we exchanged cards. His name was Gaston Suzor, and between Paris and Calais we discussed many things, for he was a well-informed man and a true hater of the Boches.
Any instant the torturing may begin again, when the Boches have bombs to spare for what they call "target practice"; for think, how near is Laon! and we'd been warned that, even at the portals of the town, we might be turned back. We had still another new French officer to take us to Rheims.
It was a long and tiresome march, but Barry found himself remarkably fit, and already under the exhilaration of what was before him. At the Chateau Belge they found no word of their battalion, but they were informed that the shelling on the Kruisstraat road had been bad all afternoon, and was still going on. The Boches were paying particular attention indeed to the crossroads.
I saw I could do nothing with her unless I exerted force, and so I turned with my back toward her that I might be in a position to shield her from the strange reptile should it really succeed in reaching the deck; and as I did so I saw the thing raise one flipper over the rail, dart its head forward and with the quickness of lightning seize upon one of the boches.
"A Boche gas shell!" we were told, as we passed an informal excavation in the communication trench on our way back. "Asphyxiating effect. No time to put on respirators when one explodes. Laid out half a dozen men like fish, gasping for air, but they will recover." "The Boches want us to hurry!" exclaimed L .
He was eager enough to see that the boys were well hidden, and before he climbed down the ladder he piled bundle after bundle upon them, as if preferring that they should be smothered rather than discovered by the dreaded Boches. That was a tiring day, a hungry, thirsty day, but the boys lay as still as mice.
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