But it was known that they had now arrived close to the northern edge of that vast wooded tract. For twenty-three days they had battled continuously and pushed their lines forward in a way that must have been peculiarly discouraging to Hindenburg.
His generals, who knew the ground best, had a.s.sured the Hun commander that no army on earth could ever force the Argonne Forest, defended as it was by every possible contrivance ever invented by a cunning Boche brain. Yet here in October those persistent Yankees were on the point of emerging from the b.l.o.o.d.y shambles, and ready to continue the drive to the banks of the Rhine, if need be.
It was on one of those never-to-be-forgotten October nights that Jack entered the tent that was being used as the temporary rest house for the Y. M. C. A. workers, with a hastily dug hole adjoining where the girls could seek shelter in case the Boche became troublesome with his sh.e.l.ls or bombs. He motioned to Tom whom he found chatting with Bessie.
The place was crowded as usual. Some of the doughboys had taken possession of the battered old piano, moved up each day as though it were their choicest possession, as indeed it really was. They sang their favorite songs over and over again, and seemed to enjoy every minute of the time.
It was no easy thing to make oneself heard with so much noise going on; but Tom obeyed the signal of his chum, under the conviction that Jack must have something of more or less importance which he wished to communicate.
"What"s in the wind this time, Jack?" he asked lightly, when he found himself alongside the other. "Any more spies trying to blow up our hangars?"
"Forget all that now. I want to speak to you about Helene, Tom."
"Oh, yes! We"ve almost forgotten all about Helene these days, what with our many duties in the field and the air. What"s new concerning little Jeanne"s sister, Jack?"
"Well, I haven"t been neglecting the job I undertook, all the same,"
came the steady answer. "Never a batch of Boche prisoners is put behind the barbed-wire enclosure but what I find a chance to look "em over and air my limited German vocabulary."
"Trying to find out if there are any Lorrainers in the bunch--is that what you mean?"
"It is," the other told him, smiling at the accurate guess made by Tom.
"I suppose," continued Tom, "you"ve run across quite a few of them, and some Alsatians in the bargain; for the Prussian war-lords saw to it that few, if any, escaped the draft."
"Oh, I picked out dozens of men who claimed they had homes in Lorraine, and every mother"s son of them was fighting in the Hun army because of compulsion. A lot of them lied, of course, because their names told that they came of German stock, their people having settled there after the war of Seventy-one had given the country to Germany."
"And at last ran across the one you most wanted to meet, did you?"
"I did come on a chap who admitted his home was just on the other side of the border, and who knew all about General von Berthold. Yes, and the Anstey family as well. From him I learned that Gerald Anstey was the name of Jeanne"s and Helena"s father. He was English, of course, and married into that Lorraine family."
"Dead, I suppose?" asked Tom.
"It has been believed so for four years now," replied Jack. "Anstey tried to leave the country in order to join the British regiment to which he belonged, but was followed by the Guards, and they say shot down like a dog. Anyway he"s never been heard from in all these years."
"And is the general really the man who took Helene away?" Tom demanded.
"No question about it. This man told me he was connected with the family Mrs. Anstey sprang from. Better still, Tom, this same Lorrainer was at the old chateau just a few days ago, sent there on duty because of his being from the same section of country as von Berthold, he says. And, Tom, he saw Helene!"
"You"re getting closer and closer all the time, Jack, let me tell you.
If you didn"t give him a clue to make him say that, it"s very important."
"Oh, I was careful not to let him know why I was interested in von Berthold. When he happened to say he had seen a child there that he could remember having noticed at the Anstey home of course I pumped him, and led him along until he declared that he felt certain it was either Jeanne or Helene."
"I"m glad that point is settled," Tom admitted. "After this we can know what ground we stand on, if ever we find a chance to make a call as uninvited guests on General von Berthold."
"Speed the day!" said Jack. "The sooner it comes the better I"ll be pleased. Nellie told me that she hears from Jeanne every few days, for the ambulances pa.s.s the door of the little half-demolished house where she has found a temporary home before going to Paris; and the drivers carry notes for Nellie, stopping for answers on the return trip."
"I can easily understand that!" Tom exclaimed eagerly, unconsciously giving himself away. "For who could resist Nellie"s sweet smile?
Certainly no warm-hearted Yankee ambulance driver with a girl back home who is often in his thoughts. Some fellows would wade through fire and water for a smile from Nellie."
"That"s right, too, Tom," admitted Jack promptly. "And they"d feel well repaid for doing it too. I know one who doesn"t hesitate to say so. But see here, I"m going to propose something to you, old fellow."
"I can give a pretty shrewd guess what it is. You carry your secrets in your face, Jack. Nothing of the cunning conspirator about you, for a fact. You"re going to suggest that we plan some sort of a campaign, by means of which we can pay a flying visit to this old chateau and surprise the famous general, perhaps relieve him of the voluntary charge he"s taken on his shoulders by carrying Helene away with us."
"You hit the bull"s-eye the first shot, Tom. That is just what I had in mind. Please don"t try to throw cold water on my hopes by saying it can"t be done."
"Make your mind easy on that score, Jack. I"m just as eager as you can be to drop in on the general and bring Helene back to her twin sister."
"I"m right glad to hear you say that. Fact is, I ought to be ashamed to suspect for a single second that you"d decline to back me up. Now the only question that"s left is to set the time."
"That may have to be settled by circ.u.mstances just now beyond our control," Tom told him, very seriously.
Jack seeing him look around so carefully sensed something of importance.
"See here, what ails you, Tom? You"ve got something held back, I just know. Is that fair to me, your old chum? I"ve been told there was an extra big event in the air, but no one seemed able to get a line on it.
Those who did know kept it a dead secret. Are you one of them? And won"t you put me wise, Tom?"
"I"ve kept it a secret for two days, until I"m ready to burst," admitted Tom, with a sigh of relief. "Just a bit ago I received permission to mention it to you, as the observer who was to accompany me is out of the running, and they gave me my choice of another. Of course I took you, Jack."
"It"s well you did, because I"d never have forgiven you if you"d gone back on your old pal," Jack replied, nodding his head. "Now tell me what it"s all about. Are we going to blast the Kaiser out of his throne?"
"It amounts to about that, I"d say, Jack. Listen. The High Command have laid out a scheme to knock the last prop out from under Fritz. There"s a certain stronghold they"re banking on as a bulwark of safety in case we do succeed in breaking through here. Get that, Jack?"
"Yes, spin away, Tom."
"All right. Well, they"ve been getting all kinds of secret information about this particular spot, and it"s on the map to knock it sky-high!"
"Bomb it, you mean, of course?"
"We"ve got a new kind of bomb, it seems, said to be three times as powerful in its effects as the best the Huns handle. Our leaders are anxious that it should be tried out against this stronghold that the Boche seems to think is going to hold Pershing"s boys up for ever so long."
"Great stunt! And say, I"m mighty glad you got a chance to pull me into the game, Tom. Never forget it, I tell you."
"Don"t mention it, Jack. I"ll be three times as happy with you beside me, than if I had to have another alongside. But that isn"t quite all, boy."
"What, even more coming?" gasped the delighted Jack.
"It seems that rumors have reached us that Ludendorff has his present headquarters in a chateau among the hills that can be easily reached by the bombing plane squadron on their way to the main objective. Yes, and would you believe it, they even suspect that the Old Fox of the Hills, Von Hindenburg himself, is there right now, in consultation with his chief general. Think of a double killing, Jack, will you?"
Jack went through a pantomime that indicated his abounding joy over the prospect of cutting off the responsible heads of the enemy at a single blow.
"This sounds good to me," he said. "And now, Tom, what has it all to do with the prospect of our paying that visit to Jeanne"s uncle, and forcing him to give up little Helene? Tell me that!"
CHAPTER XIV