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alais," explained the Doctor. "He went down there and selected a speed-car. I'm expecting him any minute," he added. The short afternoon had waned away into brief twilight, and then, with a suddenness, into the blackness of the winter night. As they two faced out into the Grand Place, there was depth on depth of black space, from which came the throb of a motor, the whistle of a soldier, the clatter of hooves on cobbles. Only out from their window there fell a short-reaching radiance that spread over the sidewalk and conquered a few feet of the darkness beyond. Into this thin patch of brightness, there rode a grey car, two-seated, long, slim, pointed for speed. The same rays of the window lamp sufficed to light up the features of the sole occupant of the car:--high cheek-bones, thin cheeks, and pale face, tall form. "There he is," said Dr. McDonnell, enthusiastically; "there's our new member." With a stride of power, the green-clad warrior entered the cafe, and saluted Dr. McDonnell. "Ready for work," he said. "I see you are," answered Dr. McDonnell. "Will you sit down and join us?" "Gladly--in a moment. But I must first go across the square and see a Gendarme." "Your car is built for speed," put in Mrs. Bracher. "One hundred and twenty kilometres, the hour," answered the new-comer. "Let me see, in your language that will be seventy miles an hour. Swift, is it not?" "Why the double tires?" she asked. "You have a quick eye," he answered. "I like always the extra tires, you never know in war where the break-down will come. It is well to be ready." He flashed a smile at her, saluted the Doctor and left the cafe. "What a man!" exclaimed Dr. McDonnell. "That's what I say," agreed Mrs. Bracher. "What a man!" "Look at him," continued the Doctor. "I did, hard," answered Mrs. Bracher. * * * * * Mrs. Bracher, Hilda, and Scotch, were the extreme advance guard of Doctor McDonnell's Motor Ambulance Corps. The rest of the Corps lived in the Convent hospital in Furnes. It was here that the newcomer and his speed-car were made welcome. He was a success from the moment of his arrival. He was easily the leading member of the Corps. He had a careless way with him. Being tall and handsome, he could be indifferent and yet hold the interest. To women that arrogance even added to his interest. His costume was very splendid--a dark green cloth which set off his straight
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