Page 38 - A Hero of Liége

"We may have a few minutes to ourselves," said Kenneth. He took out his
watch. "It is nearly ten o'clock. My train has gone, so that's out of the

question."

"You were leaving?"

"Yes; my friends thought I had better go; that was before war with England

was certain. I suppose it is true?"

"The time limit has not expired, certainly; but there can't be any doubt
about it. Germany can't afford to yield about Belgium, and we can't afford
to let her have a walk over. We may be quite sure that no Englishman of

fighting age will get away now without trouble. But your friends will
protect you; again I say, don't consider me."

"That's all right. In any case I don't want to get Max Finkelstein into a row."

"Of Amory & Finkelstein?"

"Yes; I'm Kenneth Amory. Do you speak German, by the way?"

"Like a native. I was at school at Heidelberg."

"That's a help. But for the life of me I can't think of a way of getting out.

When they discover our escape they'll watch the stations, the piers, and the
roads. Our uniforms won't be a bit of use."

"Oh! for the wings of a dove!--or an eagle would be more to the purpose."

"By Jove! that gives me an idea. I've done some flying; I was going to try
for a place in our Flying Corps. If we could only bag an aeroplane!"

"A sheer impossibility, I should say."

Kenneth stood silent in the attitude of one deep in thought. Every now and
again his right eyelid twitched-- a little involuntary mannerism which came