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'The Germans have a tremendous start. 'Yes, haven't they? Damned plucky of Belgium to try to hold them up, isn't it? Though, of course, you can't expect the Belgian johnnies to keep them back more than a few days. 'You think, then, that she will be conquered? 'Ra-ther. That's a cert. But I don't think it will be for long. 'You mean that the British will drive the Germans back?

The sergeant sat down suddenly as the bayonet came out, and immediately crawled to the subaltern. "There'll be another with him, sir, for a cert." The two peered over the bank towards the German lines, while drawn by an irresistible impulse Samuel crept towards the dead man.

Pennefather, "until I know where I'm going and why." "You talk to him, Cousin Frank," said Priscilla. "I see Jimmy Kinsella coming round the corner in his boat and I really must bail out the Tortoise." "If you don't move out of this pretty quick," said Frank to Mr. Pennefather, "Lord Torrington will have you to a dead cert."

"They'll stop to hunt all about the place where they lose our trail, and then they'll follow up the pony for a dead cert." "True for you, Buck," replied Jim Dent. "We left no marks at all to show them where we got into the boat." They had embarked secretly by pushing the boat up to a big stone, and moving carefully in order to leave no trace.

Say what you like about Fritz, he may be a brute, but he's got some pluck he's up against the world, he is. He'll be beaten in the end, that's a cert, but he's putting up a bloody hard fight. I didn't think much of him before I came out, but it's hats off to him now! But d'you think the civvies or the papers admit it? No bloody fear!

Then Maurice remembered that his chum was standing there waiting for him to come, and together they passed out of the little office. "If that doesn't beat the Dutch!" Maurice was saying, half to himself, as he looked at the letter he was holding in a hand that trembled a little despite his efforts to seem composed. "It cert does," declared Thad, positively; and then both laughed.

"If, on his declaring to his father that nothing will ever induce him to marry any other woman but Miss Appleyard, his father disowns him, as he thinks it likely " "A dead cert!" was Grindley junior's conviction. "Very well; he is no longer old Grindley's son, and what possible objection can Mr. Appleyard have to him then?"

"You're not running the house alone?" "Why, cert! that is, except my brother's wife is taking mother's place in the kitchen. I'm runnin' the rest of it just as I've been doin' for three years." He looked his admiration before he uttered it. "You're a wonder!" "Don't you think it! How does it happen you're down to-day? You said Saturday." "I've sold out signed the deeds to-day.

"An' what made you venture on the trail on such a night?" asked old Norton, as he poured out a joram of hot whiskey for each of the men. "A moral cert, you wouldn't strike Foss River in such a storm." "We thought it would have held off longer," said Dr. Abbot. "It was no use getting cooped up in town for two or three days. You know what these blizzards are.

Then he peeped out into the forsaken yard and half drew the curtain. Silver, who loved the old man most when he was most mysterious, watched him with kind eyes that laughed. "I don't bet, Mr. Silver, as you know," began the other huskily, "except when it's a cert., because it's against her principles." He looked round him and dropped his voice.