"
"That helps a lot. What's to be your new name?"
It was not a matter to which John had given any thought, but as he
glanced at the ruined town the question solved itself.
"Chastel, Castel," he said. "I shall drop the 'h' and call myself Jean
Louis Castel, born in French Lorraine in 1893, after that region had
enjoyed for more than twenty years the glorious benefits of German
military rule."
"Very well," said the General. "Now go and see Captain Colton."
Captain Colton's lips twisted into a crooked smile when he heard John.
His glance was a mingling of sympathy and apprehension. He knew the
great dangers of the quest, but he liked John Scott and he could
understand.
"John," he said, calling him by his first name, "I would not send
anybody upon such an errand as yours. You recognize the fact that the
chances are about ten to one you'll find a bullet at the end of your
search."
"I think I'll get through."
"It's a good thing to hope. I think I can procure this commission for
you from General Vaugirard. But we'll go to him at once. We'll not let
the grass grow--or rather, the snow melt under our feet while we're
about it."
John did not tell him that he had already spoken to the general, as he
wished the whole proceeding to be in perfect order.
General Vaugirard was by a fire which had been built in the Place near
the shattered fountain.
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