"
Sure enough, Billy had hardly enunciated the words when another
big military car appeared, dashing up to headquarters at high
speed and stopping with a jerk. Great was the curiosity as to whom
the last comer might be, and greater still the surprise when the
soldiers recognized the well known features of the commander-in-
chief of all the Allied armies, Marshal Foch himself!
To the boys the reason for the great marshal's presence here was
obscure, but, as usual, his movements were dictated by very
sufficient reasons. He was preparing the future movements of the
Allied armies in the event of Germany's refusal to sign the peace
treaty. Where a civilian might have said: "Oh, of course they'll
sign the treaty; what else can they do?" the man who had led the
Allies to victory had no intention of leaving the smallest thing
to chance. At present he was making an inspection of all the
Allied armies at the Rhine crossings, together with their
equipment, transportation facilities, artillery, and all the other
branches on which a successful advance would so much depend.
After a short conversation in the open, Marshal Foch and General
Pershing entered the regimental headquarters, accompanied by the
higher officers of both staffs.
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