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So she got as far as: "Dearest Harvey: I aulfed in a wave of hos--Uncle Ja "My Little Gray Hoeraniu-roo hoot up and went to the , first blowing out the candle

Outside, the town lay asleep, and frole blew a quiet "All's well" From somewhere near, on top

of the er,

came the saer

for quiet sleep

For two days the girl was alone There was no sign of Henri She had

nothing to read, and her eyes, watching hour after hour the panorah the square under her , searched vainly for

his battered gray car In daytime the panorama was chiefly of h with supplies, often

fodder for the horses in that vague district beyond ah, its gunners on the limbers,

detached, with folded arms; and always there were soldiers

Sometimes, from her , she saw the market people below, in their