IN THE CLEARING
High in the air above the spot where the three boys were standing
appeared an aeroplane.
"A German machine," exclaimed Leon.
"And looking for us," added Jacques grimly.
"Do you suppose he sees us?" asked Earl.
"No doubt of it," said Jacques confidently. "There'll be German
soldiers here before you know it."
"Can't you repair the machine?"
"I think I could if I had some wire."
"I'll run over to the house and see if I can't find some."
"There may be Germans living there," objected Jacques. "You'd better
be careful."
"He dropped a bomb," suddenly cried Leon who had not once removed his
gaze from the flier high above their heads.
A tiny speck appeared under the aeroplane and rapidly approached the
earth.
"Lie down," shouted Jacques, immediately suiting his action to the
word. The two brothers instantly did likewise.
A moment later there was a sharp explosion. From the sound it was
certain that the bomb had struck only a short distance away. A moment
after hearing the report, however, the three young soldiers were on
their feet.
"Where did it land?" demanded Earl.
"On that barn," exclaimed Leon. "Just look at it."
The roof had been partly blown off the little barn and already the
structure was in flames.
"I hope he doesn't try it again," said Earl gazing skyward.
"I guess he won't," said Jacques. "He seems to be flying away."
"Yes," exclaimed Leon. "I suppose he's gone to tell where we are and
to send somebody after us."
"If I only had some wire," said Jacques examining the broken support.
"Well I'm going over to see if we can't find something in that house,"
said Earl firmly. "It's funny there doesn't seem to be anybody around."
"The house must be empty," said Leon. "That bomb and the fire would
certainly have brought any one out if the place was occupied."
At that moment, however, the door of the house opened and two men in
priest's robes appeared. They glanced once in the direction of the
damaged monoplane and then rushed towards the burning barn.
"They can't do much to stop that fire now," remarked Leon grimly. "By
the way the barn burns it must be full of hay."
"I'll go speak to them," exclaimed Earl. "They may be able to give us
some wire."
"I'd better go, I guess," said Jacques. "As my French is better than
yours I can probably talk to them easier than you can."
"That's true," agreed Earl readily. "Why don't we all go?"
"You two stay here and guard this monoplane," exclaimed Jacques. "They
may arrive here after us at any minute." He set off at a run across
the field.
"If that aviator who threw the bomb has landed yet," remarked Leon, "he
has undoubtedly telephoned to the post nearest this place and soldiers
are probably on their way here already."
"They've got to go through a lot of woods to reach this spot," said
Earl. "Perhaps they won't be able to find it."
"Don't you worry about that; they'll come straight here without the
least bit of trouble."
"The minute any Germans appear it seems to me the thing for us to do is
to take to the woods. We might be able to escape that way."
"Our chance of escape depends on whether Jacques can get any wire or
not," said Leon. "I wish he could hurry."
"He'll do his best," remarked Earl. "You may be sure of that."
"What's he doing over there anyway?"
"Talking with the priests as far as I can see," said Earl. "I guess
they decided there was no use in trying to save their barn."
"I should say not. It's too bad though and as a matter of fact we are
the ones who are really to blame for it."
"How so?"
"Well, if we hadn't landed in this clearing that German flier would not
have dropped any bombs down here."
"That's true," agreed Earl. "Where's that priest going?"
He had turned and was walking swiftly towards the house. Jacques stood
talking with the other priest for a moment and then he too started in
the direction of the dwelling.
"Do you think those priests are French?" asked Earl.
"I don't know; I suppose so though."
"Well if they are they'll help us, won't they?"
"They'd probably like to but I don't know whether they'd dare or not."
"The Germans would do something to them if they were caught aiding us
in any way I suppose."
"They certainly would," exclaimed Leon.
"Shoot them?"
"Probably."
Jacques and the priest were now inside the house and it seemed to the
two brothers who waited so impatiently that they were gone a very long
time. The remaining priest stood and sadly watched the eager flames
destroy the barn as if it were made of paper.
At length, however, the door of the house opened once more and Jacques
and the priest reappeared.
"What has Jacques under his arm?" demanded Earl.
"I can't see," said Leon.
"It's a roll of wire," cried Earl suddenly. "We'll soon be off now."
"If the Germans don't reach here first we will."
"Don't be so gloomy," Earl protested. "Of course we'll get away."
"It'll be dark soon."
"All the better. They won't be able to see us in the dark."
"And we won't be able to see our way."
"You're an old pessimist," exclaimed Earl lightly. "Good boy,
Jacques," he cried as the young Frenchman came within hearing. "I knew
you'd fix us up all right."
"We must hurry," panted Jacques, his breath almost gone after his quick
trip across the field. "We haven't much time."
"Can't I help?" inquired Earl eagerly.
"No, thanks; I can probably work faster alone."
He set to work immediately and without wasting a moment or making a
false move began the work of repairing the weakened support. Meanwhile
Earl and Leon kept a sharp lookout on all sides for any sign of their
enemies.
"Who were those priests?" asked Earl finally.
"Frenchmen," replied Jacques keeping right on with his work.
"How do they happen to be living here inside the German lines?"
"This place is a sort of monastery or home and they are allowed to stay
here for some reason. Every day one or the other of them has to report
at the nearest German post though; that is five miles away."
"How do they reach it?" inquired Leon.
"They have a bicycle they use in good weather and in bad they have to
walk."
"Is there a good road through the forest?"
"Fairly so, they said."
"That's a pretty tough job, isn't it?" exclaimed Leon. "Still I
suppose they'd rather do that than leave their home."
Jacques still toiled earnestly at his task. The sun was fading in the
west and the shadows of the forest trees began to lengthen. It would
be dark presently.
"How soon can we start?" asked Leon anxiously.
"I don't know," replied Jacques. "In about ten minutes, I hope."
"Well we've been lucky so far not to have been discovered," exclaimed
Earl. "I hope our luck keeps up."
"We've been discovered all right," said Leon. "Don't worry about that;
they haven't reached here yet, that's all."
"And we certainly hope they won't," muttered Jacques fervently.
With anxious eyes the two brothers scanned the forest edges all around
the clearing. The barn still blazed brightly, though now but one wall
remained standing; one by one the others had collapsed.
Five minutes more and they would be safe. Jacques was putting the
finishing touches on his work and was almost ready to start. He was an
excellent and speedy workman but the time spent seemed dreadfully long
to his two companions. They stood first on one foot and then on the
other. Would he never finish?
"All ready," cried Jacques at last.
"Can we get in?" demanded Earl eagerly.
"Certainly. Jump aboard and I'll join you in a second, just as soon as
I get this wire out of our way."
The two brothers needed no second invitation and made haste to do as
Jacques had directed them. Earl was just about to climb into his seat
with Leon close behind him when there was a rifle shot and a bullet,
whistling through the air, passed close above their heads.