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As Maurie is too stiff from his wound to drive to-day, I shall undertake the job myself. I know the way, now, and am confident I shall get along nicely. Who will go with me?" "I will, of course," replied Kelsey quietly. "Doctor Gys will be needed on the ship," asserted Uncle John. "Yes, it will be best to leave me here," said Gys. "I'm too great a coward to go near the firing line again.
It destroys my usefulness, and Kelsey can administer first aid as well as I." "In that case, I think I shall take the small ambulance to-day," decided Ajo. "With Dr. Kelsey and one of the sailors we shall manage very well." A launch took them ashore, where the ambulances stood upon the dock. Maurie had admitted his inability to drive, but asked to be allowed to go into the town.
But fate, circumstance give it any name that pleases was in its obstinate mood. That better acquaintance, it was determined, should be made. One afternoon, while Maurie was at his lessons, and her own work for the day was over, she was walking through those apple orchards which spread up to the side of that little lane which leads down off the London Road.
"It is true, Doctor." "But afterward you said Brussels." Maurie was not at all confused. "Ah; I may have done so. You see, I traded my property." "And, if I am not mistaken, you spoke of a home at Liege." Maurie looked at him reproachfully. "Is there not much land in Belgium?" he demanded; "and is a rich man confined to one home? Liege was my summer home; in the winter I removed to Antwerp."
Maurie drove straight into the city and to the north gate, Jones clanging the bell as they swept along. Every vehicle gave them the right of way and now and then a cheer greeted the glittering new Red Cross ambulance, which bore above its radiator a tiny, fluttering American flag.
Maurie backed the ambulance a yard or so as Maud sprang out and knelt beside the prostrate form. The firing, which had lulled for a few minutes, suddenly redoubled in fury. There rose a wild, exultant shout, gradually drawing nearer. "Quick!" shouted Gys, trembling and wringing his hands. "The Germans are charging. Drive on, man drive on!" But Maurie never moved.
Take care of him for Mrs. Priestly till the case is over. He's bound to be in the way. When will it be over?" "The case?" "Yes." "I don't know." "Is she likely to win?" "I'm afraid not, and I don't believe she minds as long as she's got Maurie." "What counsel has she?" "Oh, I don't know. I didn't read the paper." "Well, why don't you go and take care of him till it's over?"
The Belgian, when questioned, merely shook his head. He was not the general's confidant, but his fee as messenger would enable him to buy bread for his family and he had been chosen because he knew the way to the hospital ship. As there was nothing to do but obey, the captain went ashore in one of the launches, which towed the skiff in which Maurie had come.
Maurie stopped short; he grew pallid; he trembled. But he did not await her coming. With a howl that would have shamed a wild Indian he leaped upon the rail and made a dive into the water below. Even as her engulfing arms closed around the spot where he had stood, there was a splash and splutter that drew everyone to the side to watch the little Belgian swim frantically to the docks.
"I suppose you grieve continually for your wife," said Patsy. "Not so much that, mamselle, but I know she is grieving for me," he replied. "As soon as we find time," continued the girl, "we intend to search for your wife and children. I am sure we can find them for you." Maurie moved uneasily in his chair. "I beg you to take no trouble on my account," said he.
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