He went, expecting that something had
come up in connection with the prisoners, but was agreeably
surprised to find his old friend, Colonel Pavet, waiting for him.
The meeting was especially cordial on both sides. Colonel Pavet
had not forgotten how Frank had brought him in wounded from the
battlefield under a hail of enemy fire, and Frank on his part had
a profound gratitude to the colonel for his efforts to secure for
Mrs. Sheldon her rights in her father's property.
"So you are still at it," smiled the colonel, after greetings had
been exchanged.
"What do you mean?" asked Frank.
"Modest as usual," said the colonel. "I've been hearing all about
the little war you've been carrying on on your own account. It was
a gallant piece of work, and I congratulate you."
"Oh, that was nothing," replied Frank. "It was a job that came our
way and we had to do it. But how comes it that I see you in this
out of the way place?" he continued, in order to change the
conversation.
"I have been to Berlin on a military commission for the Allies,"
replied the colonel, "and I am now on my way to Coblenz, from
which city I will go to our own bridgehead at Mayence.
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