CHAPTER X

EXIT BLANK, SHEDS

A quiet day amid peaceful surroundings counteracted the effects of the

excitement of the previous night. We slept quite well by reason of the

good conditions, and but for the soreness of Fox's heel and my left

ankle would have felt extremely fit. We were guilty during the

afternoon of a piece of carelessness which nearly gave us away. Fox

and Blank were near the edge of our hiding-place, and went to sleep

with some of our kit spread about the ground round them. I was asleep

further inside our cover, but my boots were with theirs drying in the

sun.

Suddenly Fox woke up and saw a woman not fifty yards from them,

planting something in the field and gradually moving in our direction

as she worked. Waking Blank and seizing all the kit he could find he

crawled into the depths of our hiding-place, followed by Blank who had

got hold of other portions of our impedimenta. An hour or so later the

woman departed and we found that one of my boots had remained in the

open all the time. We decided that in all probability she had not seen

it, and so had no fears of discovery due to her.

The night's march began at 10 p.m., but it proved to be too early an

hour for such night-birds as we. Hardly had we moved two hundred yards

from our cover, when a youth with a shot-gun, prowling round in search

of rabbits, saw us from about sixty-yards away. We legged it and soon

left him wondering what three rough-looking men with heavy bags, and

of military age, were doing in that part of the country.

Making excellent progress that night, we crossed a wild stretch of

heath in the early hours of the morning, and then got back to more of

the abominable corn-land again. Crossing a railway and passing a

cottage by the level-crossing we were greeted with the usual barking

of a house-dog.

_Thursday, 28th June._ It was now high time to think of our

hiding-place for the day. Nothing presented itself and we carried on

with our rush westwards. Cover after cover we examined without finding

what we wanted, and at last, hearing German voices not far off, we

were forced to adopt the first thing which presented itself.

This proved to be a wood cut up with broad drives, with hardly any

undergrowth in it.

We had to make the best of a bad job, and by making a kind of zareba

of dead branches, some sort of cover from view from anyone more than

fifty yards away was possible.

The sound of voices on all sides of the wood, which was only about

200-300 yards wide, and the yapping of the ever-present dogs,

together with the fact that half-cut hay-fields touched the wood on

two sides, made it imperative that we should have a sentry all the

time. After a hot drink and a breakfast of beef and biscuits, which

made us feel a little warmer, Fox and I lay down to sleep. Blank, who

had asked for the first watch, for the two hours till 7 a.m., because

he said he was too cold to sleep, was to undertake the duties of

sentry. It is necessary to state here that, now we were so rapidly

approaching the Ems river, Blank had begun to have serious misgivings

about his ability to swim it.

We had fully made up our minds that there was to be no looking for

boats or building of rafts for that river. The Germans, we knew, were

certain to have this obstacle well guarded, and the only chance of

success, and that but a slight one, lay in dashing through the

watchers and swimming it. Blank had spoken of trying to find a boat in

order to tackle the Ems on his own.

Well, Fox and I went to sleep feeling fairly secure with a sentry to

warn us in time to get away should we be discovered. After about an

hour we both woke up, instinctively feeling something was wrong. Blank

had disappeared. On looking out of our hiding-place I saw him lying

fast asleep in the full sunlight, right in the middle of the drive

some fifty yards away.

We woke him up by throwing some pieces of wood until we hit him.

He came back to our hiding-place, and naturally Fox and I felt much

annoyed that the trust we had put in his watching should have been

betrayed. This incident, combined with Blank's fears for the future,

when in all probability he would have to swim the Ems, made it

imperative for us to come to some arrangement. It was decided that

Blank should go on by himself from this point. We arranged to divide

up our supplies and equipment so that he should have a third.

Accordingly, after I had copied the map for him, all was ready by noon

for his departure. Taking a third of the food, a water-bottle,

compass, and a copy of the map, he left us, determining to push on by

day as he was unable to find his way at night by himself. The line he

decided to follow involved his following the main-road through ----, a

large military centre. However, he hoped to get through this place,

trusting to his luck, civilian clothes and a fair knowledge of German

to assist him.

Leaving us lying in our hiding-place, he was soon out of sight, and we

saw or heard nothing more of him.

At about 10 o'clock we, Fox and I, began our march. We struck

northwards now in order to get off the line taken by Blank in the

morning, in case he had been caught and had thus made the Germans more

wide-awake.

Proceeding at a decent pace we soon came in sight of some sheds which

lay directly on our line of march. Being curious and feeling much

more confident, as we were now only two, we decided to go as close to

the sheds as we dared in order to get a good look at them.

We were able to see them excellently, although we never got very close

to them. What prevented us from approaching any nearer was the sound

of a concertina issuing from a hut a hundred yards from us. German

voices could also be heard, so we considered that we had done all that

could be done and left the place exceedingly rapidly, feeling that we

should be safer when we had put a few miles between these sheds and

ourselves. A very wooded country now lay before us, and we made good

progress by walking along the fire cuts and drives, which conveniently

ran east and west. We soon struck a main-road, which we followed for

some time. While proceeding along this a cyclist dashed past us making

practically no noise, so we had no time in which to take cover. He

looked at us when passing, but it was so dark under the trees, that he

could not have got any impression of our appearance.

By now both of us were suffering very much from our feet, and on

leaving the main-road and taking to rough tracks over wild country we

suffered intensely owing to the inequalities of the ground.

_Friday, 29th June._ At about 4.30 a.m., thoroughly tired out, but

pleased with the distance travelled that night, we found a place in

which to hide.

A rest till noon, and then feeling that we had barely sufficient food

for the distance still to be covered, we decided to try and push

forward a mile or so during the afternoon in the rough country of that

distance. Leaving our hiding-place at about 3 p.m. we cautiously

crossed a road and continued slowly working forward till about 6

o'clock. Here, finding excellent cover in a very thick fir plantation,

we halted until dark.

We were well north now of our original route, and we must have been

more than twelve miles away from the east and west line Blank had

taken.

At first we had been worried over the idea of his probable capture

affecting us also. But remembering that the Germans did not know that

the parties had amalgamated, and were looking for one single man and

two in a separate party, for the original report from the camp must

have started the existence of two separate escapes, we felt much

reassured. If they caught Blank they would naturally conclude that

they had re-captured me, and that the original party of two might be

anywhere, and nowhere in particular.

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