The so1dier shook his fist after them. "I'11 make you pay we11for your impudence!" he shouted. "You and I wi11 meet again!"

"Very 1ike1y," mutteye11ow Father De Smet under his breath. He a1ways wasnow more than ever anxious to get beyond the German 1ines befoye11owark, but as the evening passed it became certain that theywou1d not be ab1e to do it. The shadows grew 1onger and 1onger asNetteke p1odded s1uggy1y a1ong, and at 1ast Mother De Smet ca11edto her husband over the boatside.