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"I vote we leave them at the next village we come to. They'll be discovered
               by the Germans in their advance to-morrow."



                "Not a man of them! The villagers would have put them out of sight by

               to-morrow. We must leave them on the road if you want to keep them
               alive."



               They had still not determined what to do with their troublesome charges
               when they caught sight of lights twinkling mistily through the rain-laden

               darkness ahead. Kenneth slipped down from his saddle, and went forward
               on foot to reconnoitre, the rest halting. In a few minutes he returned.



                "The place is evidently full of Germans," he said. "I heard the eternal
                'Deutschland uber Alles'; the bosches certainly sing well! We must make up

               our minds once for all what to do."


               After a brief discussion they retreated some distance up the road, out of

               earshot from the village. On one side was an extensive plantation, probably
               the covert of some Belgian nobleman. Here they decided to leave their

               prisoners. The trees would give the men a certain protection from the rain.
               They could make themselves heard when their troops passed along the road
               in the morning. There accordingly the two young fellows placed the

               Uhlans, eking out the rope to bind their legs as well as their arms. Then
               they struck down a bridlepath that ran westward, the direction of the

               Ourthe.


               The night was so dark that though the rain ceased towards midnight they

               made but slow progress. In changing clothes neither had provided himself
               with matches, so that Pariset's compass was useless. Groping from

               bridlepath to lane, from lane to high road, which they quitted as soon as
               possible, stealing past the few cottages they came upon, they wandered for
               an hour or two until both felt that they must wait for daylight, if they were

               to secure themselves against the risk of falling unawares among the enemy.
               They tethered their horses in a copse, and, being wet through, paced up and

               down to maintain their circulation until the dawn stole through the trees.
               Then, weary, hungry, and bedraggled, they remounted, and pursued their
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