"It seems awfully uncertain."
"It is uncertain. Even if she got the cable she might not be able to send a reply. Everything is uncertain about it. At the same time if we _could_ get an answer it would be a comfort to Fraulein even if the message said he had died."
"I believe that"s so. It"s not knowing that"s hardest to bear."
"Don"t you think Mademoiselle would have sent word to Fraulein if he had died?"
"I don"t believe she knew they were engaged. No one knew until after the war had been going on for several weeks. If ever she wrote to any one in Rosemont she might mention having seen him, but I don"t believe it would occur to her to send any special word to Fraulein."
"She might be put under suspicion if she addressed a letter to any one with a German name even if she lived in the United States."
"No one but Ethel Blue has had a letter from Mademoiselle since, she left," said Helen. "We should have heard of it, I"m sure."
"Well, what do you say to the plan? Can"t we send a cable signed by the "Secretary of the United Service Club"?"
"I think it would be a good use to put the Club money to," approved James, the treasurer.
"If you say so I"ll send it when I get back to New York this afternoon.
How shall we word it?"
"Mademoiselle Justine Millerand, Care Monsieur Millerand, Minister of War, Bordeaux, France," said Roger, slowly.
"Cut out "Mademoiselle" and "Monsieur,"" suggested Margaret. "We must remember that our remarks cost about a quarter a word in times of peace and war prices may be higher."
"Cut out "of War,"" said Ethel Brown.
"There"s only one "Bordeaux,"" added Margaret.
"A dollar and a quarter saved already," said James thoughtfully. "Now let"s have the message."
"What"s the matter with Tom"s original suggestion--"Is Schuler dead"?"
asked Ethel Blue. "I suppose we must leave out the "Mr." if we are going to be economical."
"Sign it "Morton, Secretary United Service Club, Rosemont." I"ll file Ethel Blue"s address--at the cable office so the answer will be sent to her if one comes."
Ethel Blue looked somewhat agitated at the prospect of receiving a cable almost from the battlefield, but she said nothing.
"The United Service Club was the last group of people she saw in America, you see," Tom went on, "so Edward thinks she"ll know at once whom the message comes from and she"ll guess that the high school scholars want to know about their former teacher."
"I have a feeling in my bones that she"ll get the message and that she"ll answer," said Ethel Blue.
"If she doesn"t get it we shan"t have done any harm," mused Ethel Brown, "and if she does get it and answers then we shall have done a lot of good by getting the information for Fraulein."
"We needn"t tell anybody about it outside of our families and then there won"t be any expectations to be disappointed."
"It certainly would be best not to tell Fraulein."
"That"s settled, then," said Tom, "and I"ll send the message the moment I reach town this afternoon."
"It"s the most thrilling thing I ever had anything to do with," Ethel Blue whispered.
CHAPTER XIX
LEATHER AND BRa.s.s
THE following week was filled with expectation of a reply from Mademoiselle, but none came though every ring at the Mortons" doorbell was answered with the utmost promptness by one or another of the children who made a point of rushing to the door before Mary could reach it.
"I suppose we could hardly expect to have a reply," sighed Ethel Blue, "but it would have been _so_ splendiferous if it did come!"
Thanks to d.i.c.ky"s escapade the last Sat.u.r.day afternoon had been so broken in upon that the Club decided that they must have an all-day session on the next Sat.u.r.day. Roger had promised to teach the others how to do the leather and bra.s.s work in which he had become quite expert, and he was talking to himself about it as he was dressing after doing his morning work.
"This business of working in leather for orphan children makes a noise like toil to me," he soliloquized. "But think of the joy of the kids when they receive a leather penwiper, though they aren"t yet old enough to write, or a purse when they haven"t any shekels to put into it!"
"Ro--ger," came a voice from a long way off.
"Let"s go over to Dorothy"s now," Roger called back as if it had been Ethel Brown who was late.
"I should say so! The Watkinses and Hanc.o.c.ks said they"d be there at ten and it must be that now. I"ll call Ethel Blue and Helen," and Ethel Brown"s voice came from a greater distance than before.
The other girls were not to be discovered, however, and when Roger and Ethel arrived at Dorothy"s they found all the rest waiting for them.
[Ill.u.s.tration: "Roger cut a slip ten inches long and four inches wide"]
[Ill.u.s.tration: Corner for Blotter Pad]
"Where"s this professor of leather?" called Tom as he heard Roger"s steps on the attic stairs.
"_And_ bra.s.s," added Roger grandly as he appeared in the doorway.
"No one disputes the bra.s.s," returned Tom, and Roger roared cheerfully and called out "Bull"s-eye!"
"Now, then," began Roger seating himself at the head of the table, "with apologies to the president I"ll call this solemn meeting to order--that is, as much order as there can be with d.i.c.ky around."
d.i.c.ky was even then engaged in trying to make a hole in Ethel Blue"s shoe with a leather punch, but he was promptly suppressed and placed between the Ethels before his purpose was accomplished.
"You"ve got him interned there," remarked James, using a phrase that was becoming customary in the newspaper accounts of the care of prisoners.
"I"m going to start you people making corners for a big blotting pad,"
said Roger, "not because the orphans will want a blotting pad, but because they are easy to make and you can adapt the idea to lots of other articles."
"Fire ahead," commanded James.
"You make a paper pattern to fit your corner--so fashion," and Roger tore a sheet of paper off a pad and cut a slip ten inches long and four inches wide. A point in the middle of the long side he placed on the corner of the big blotter that lay before him and then he folded the rest of the paper around the corner. The result was a smooth triangle on the face of the blotter and a triangle at the back just like it except that it was split up the middle.
"Here"s your pattern," said Roger slipping it off. "When you make this of bra.s.s or copper it"s a good plan to round these back corners so there won"t be any sharp points to stick into you or to scratch the desk."