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the photograph very quietly on the bed before her； and gathered up the
linen and the pillow in his arms。
〃I shall send for your luggage； mademoiselle。 And you will find me at
the car outside； waiting。〃
And so it was that a very silent Henri sat with Jean going out to that
strange land which was to be Sara Lee's home for many months。 And a
very silent Sara Lee； flanked with pillow and blankets； who sat back alone
and tried to recall the tones of Harvey's voice。
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And failed。
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CHAPTER X
FROM Dunkirk to the Front； the road； after the Belgian line was
passed； was lightly guarded。 Henri came out of a reverie to explain to Sara
Lee。
〃We have not many men；〃 he said。 〃And those that remain are holding
the line。 It is very weary； our army。〃
Now at home Uncle James had thought very highly of the Belgian
Army。 He had watched the fight they made； and he had tried to interest
Sara Lee in it。 But without much result。 She had generally said： 〃Isn't it
wonderful！〃 or 〃horrible；〃 as the case might be； and put out of her mind as
soon as possible the ringing words he had been reading。 But she had not
forgotten； she found。 They came back to her as she rode through that
deserted countryside。 Henri； glancing back somewhat later； found her in
tears。
He climbed back at once into the rear of the car and sat down beside
her。
〃You are homesick； I think？〃
〃Yes。 But not for myself。 I am just homesick for all the people who
have lost their homes。 You … and Jean； and all the rest。〃
〃Some day I shall tell you about my home and what has happened to
it；〃 he said gravely。 〃Not now。 It is not pleasant。 But you must remember
this： We are going back home； we Belgians。〃 And after a little pause： 〃Just
as you are。〃
He lapsed into silence after that； and Sara Lee； stealing a glance at him；
saw his face set and hard。 She had a purely maternal impulse to reach over
and pat his hand。
Jean did not like Henri's shift to the rear of the car。 He drove with a
sort of irritable feverishness； until Henri leaned over and touched him on
the shoulder。
〃We have mademoiselle with us； Jean；〃 he said in French。
〃It is not difficult to believe；〃 growled Jean。 But he slackened his pace
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somewhat。
So far the road had been deserted。 Now they had come up to a stream
of traffic flowing slowly toward the Front。 Armored cars； looking tall and
top…heavy； rumbled and jolted along。 Many lorries； one limousine
containing a general； a few Paris buses； all smeared a dingy gray and filled
with French soldiers； numberless and nondescript open machines； here and
there a horse…drawn vehicle … these filled the road。 In and out among them
Jean threaded his way； while Sara Lee grew crimson with the effort to see
it all； and Henri sat very stiff and silent。
At a crossroads they were halted by troops who had fallen out for a
rest。 The men stood at ease； and stared their fill at Sara Lee。 Save for a few
weary peasants； most of them had seen no women for months。 But they
were respectful； if openly admiring。 And their admiration of her was
nothing to Sara Lee's feeling toward them。 She loved them all … boys with
their first straggly beards on their chins； older men； looking worn and tired；
French and Belgian； smiling and sad。 But most of all； for Uncle James'
sake； she loved the Belgians。
〃I cannot tell you；〃 she said breathlessly to Henri。 〃It is like a dream
come true。 And I shall help。 You look doubtful sometimes； but I am sure。〃
〃You are heaven sent；〃 Henri replied gravely。
They turned into a crossroad after a time； and there in a little village
Sara Lee found her new home。 A strange village indeed； unoccupied and
largely destroyed。 Piles of bricks and plaster lined the streets。 Broken glass
was everywhere。 Jean blew out a tire finally； because of the glass； and they
were obliged to walk the remainder of the way。
〃A poor place； mademoiselle；〃 Henri said as they went along。 〃A
peaceful little town； and quite beautiful； once。 And it harbored no troops。
But everything is meat for the mouths of their guns。〃
Sara Lee stopped and looked about her。 Her heart was beating fast； but
her lips were steady enough。
〃And it is here that I …〃
〃A little distance down the street。 You must see before you decide。〃
Steady； passionless firing was going on； not near； but far away； like
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low thunder before a summer storm。 She was for months to live； to eat and
sleep and dream to that rumbling from the Ypres salient； to waken when it
ceased or to look up from her work at the strange silence。 But it was new
to her then； and terrible。
〃Do they still shell this … this town？〃 she asked； rather breathlessly。
〃Not now。 They have done their work。 Of course …〃 he did not finish。
Sara Lee's heart slowed down somewhat。 After all； she had asked to be
near the Front。 And that meant guns and such destruction as was all about
her。 Only one thing troubled her。
〃It is rather far from the trenches； isn't it？〃
He smiled slightly。
〃Far！ It is not very far。 Not so far as I would wish； mademoiselle。 But；
to do what you desire； it is the best I have to offer。〃
〃How far away are the trenches？〃
A quarter of a mile beyond those poplar trees。 He indicated on a slight
rise a row of great trees broken somewhat but not yet reduced to the
twisted skeletons they were to become later on。 In a long line they faced
the enemy like sentinels； winter…quiet but dauntless； and behind them lay
the wreck of the little village； quiet and empty。
〃Will the men know I am here？〃 Sara Lee asked anxiously。
〃But； yes； mademoiselle。 At night they come up from the trenches； and
fresh troops take their places。 They come up this street and go on to
wherever they are to rest。 And when they find that a house of … mercy is
here … and soup； they will come。 More than you wish。〃
〃Belgian soldiers？〃
〃Only Belgian soldiers。 That is as you want it to be； I think。〃
〃If only I spoke French！〃
〃You will learn。 And in the meantime； mademoiselle； I have taken the
liberty of finding you a servant … a young peasant woman。 And you will
also have a soldier always on guard。〃
Something that had been in the back of Sara Lee's mind for some time
suddenly went away。 She had been thinking of Aunt Harriet and the
Ladies' Aid Society of the Methodist Church。 She had； in fact； been
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wondering how they would feel when they learned that she was living
alone； the only woman among thousands of men。 It had； oddly enough；
never occurred to her before。
〃You have thought of everything；〃 she said gratefully。
But Henri said nothing。 He had indeed thought of everything with a
vengeance； with the net result that he was not looking at Sara Lee more
than he could help。
These Americans were strange。 An American girl would cross the seas；
and come here alone with him … a man and human。 And she would take for
granted that he would do what he was doing for love of his kind … which
was partly true； and she would be beautiful and sweet and amiable and
quite unself…conscious。 And then she would go back home； warm of heart
with gratitude； and marry the man of the picture。
The village had but one street； and that deserted and in ruins。 Behind
its double row of houses； away from the enemy； lay the fields； a muddy
canal and more poplar trees。 And from far away； toward Ypres； there came
constantly that somewhat casual booming of artillery which marked the
first winter of the war。
The sound of the guns had first alarmed； then interested Sara Lee。 It
was detached then； far away。 It meant little to her。 It was only later； when
she saw some of the results of the sounds she heard； that they became
significant。 But this is not a tale of the wounding of men。 There are many
such。 This is the story of a little
