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The Dispatch-Riders

The Dispatch-Riders

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Chapter 1 No.1

Word Count: 1854    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

oming

Liége," exclaime

sesses you to suggest Liége? A crowded manufacturing town, with narrow str

owed by snorting tugs, were laboriously passing along the busy international waterway that serves an empire, a kingdom, and a republic. On the remote bank, and to the right of a bridge, were the quaint re

tan by reason of more than a nodding acquaintance with an open-air life. In character and action he was impulsive. He had the happy knack of making up his mind on the s

le friend. He was shorter in height by a good four inches; he was slightly built, although he possessed an unlooke

calculating when occasion served; but when in the company of his chum he was

started about the middle of July, and it was the custom for the senior members to put in

ugh Northern France and Belgium. The parents of neither had offered any objection when their respective so

who was largely responsible for his son's impetuosity, merely acquiesced by observing: "You luck

eker, and had mapped out a route-to which neither of the lads had adhered. The Colonel also realized that there was a considerable amount of self-education to be derived from the tour. There w

? horse-power, fitted with three-speed hubs. But again the difference

. The close attention he bestowed upon his motor-bike never varied; he kept it as clean as he did in the first few days after taki

considerably; he quickly mastered the use of the various controls, without troubling to find out "how it worked". With his companion's knowledge at his back he fe

d won Agincourt. This, by the by, was Rollo's suggestion. From the site of the historic battle-field they had sped eastward, through Arras, St. Quentin, and Mézières. Here, finding themselves

bles or pavé. The language presented little difficulty, for Kenneth, prior to having joined St. Cyprian's, had been educated in Paris; and although his Parisian accent differed somewhat from the patois of the Ardennes, he had

ége?" persisted Harrington. "There'

eresting old place, with a history. Fact is, my sister Thelma is at a boarding-scho

I knew she was somewhere in Belgium. L

's rather rough luck on her. The pater's just off on that Mediterranean trip, so

. In response to a summons, the gar?on produced the bill and gratefully accepted th

the hotel garage, where their motor-cycles had been placed under lock and

ting to a crowd of gesticulating townsfolk gathered

omething of the sort about to turn up, I suppose. If you

t here spans the Meuse he nearly collided with the propriet

rdered the army to mobilize. What inconsideration! Jules, Michel, Georges, and étienne-all w

rmy to be mob

guaranteed by our neighbours? And, notwithstanding, the Government must have men to vie with the French p

hile Kenneth, still wishing to satisfy his curiosity by ocular demonstratio

ason was given, and the lack of it, rather than the fact that the order had to be obeyed, was the subject of general comment. From the na

on's enquiry. "Let's make a move. We may see something of the Belgian troops.

as he proceeded to secure

rumbling about the uselessness of the business, and most of those johnnies over there are of the same opinion. No, Rollo, take my

rked Rollo. "But that's ne

f the shocks, the young tourists bumped over the pavé, swung round, and

frequently happened, a motor-car tore past, or a flock of frightened sheep scampered madly all across the road. At Namur their wishes regarding the Belgian troops were gratified. The narrow street swarmed with soldiers and civil guards. There were men with head-dresses rese

l this fuss is ab

h any remark a little Bel

are English,

ar

king in English with considerable fluency. "Yo

monsi

clared war upon

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