hild had shot him a roguish, pathetic glance that went straight to
his heart.

"Why, I was going to say we've managed to carry out a lot of things
before now that looked as hopeless as searching for a needle in a
haystack. Rod, we might stand a chance of finding this same Andre, if
you thought it was up to us to deliver the goods!"

Hanky Panky uttered a snort as he expressed his opinion.

"I move we undertake the mission," he remarked eagerly; "I'd never sleep
decent again if we left this poor little woman in the lurch after she'd
told us her story. Rod, shut your eyes and make it unanimous! The
Motorcycle Boys in the saddle again!"

CHAPTER II.

A CHANGE OF PLANS.

Rod's hesitation was of brief duration. He saw that both his comrades
were fairly wild to go. Josh in particular seemed to look upon this
chance to see some more of the fighting taking place between the hostile
armies as arranged especially to suit his fancy.

"All right, then," said Rod finally, "let's see what's to be done. If
she can put certain facts in our possession, so that we'd stand a chance
of finding Andre in the army of General Joffre, we might undertake the
task. It'd be hard to refuse, with that little darling of a girl in such
great need."

"Bully for you, Rod!" exclaimed Josh; "I knew you'd come to time right
handsomely. We'll likely see something of the fierce battles that are
raging every day in northern France as the Germans drive the Allies back
mile after mile, aiming to take Paris, and end the war with a rush!"

Apparently Josh had been dreaming of something along these lines, and
the opportunity to gratify his ambition took him by storm.

Rod again turned to the French woman and started to converse with her
once more. How her face did light up when she learned that these brave
American boys had decided to lend her their aid, and try to find her
absent soldier husband among the legions of patriots defending the
beloved Paris.

Hanky Panky and Josh could understand very little of what was said, but
by watching the expressive face and motions of Jeanne they were able to
translate much of her explanations.

"She has told me where her humble home is," explained Rod finally, "and
this very night we will visit her to hear further particulars, and
receive the document which was enclosed in the letter from the French
law firm in Paris."

"And then?" asked Josh breathlessly.

"Perhaps to-morrow we can start away from h