Madame soon revives. In her careful Walloon brain she has conceived
what she calls “_un plan_.”
“If I care for the Prussians” (I know she is hoping that heaps and
heaps will be brought in from the battlefield to test her word),
“perhaps they will care for my Albert should he be wounded in the
forts there below....”
I do not dare to tell her that the Belgians have themselves blown
up the Chaudfontaine forts and that her beloved Albert is doubtless
numbered with the dead....