occupied what I think must have been the box office. It put its head
out of a little window just over our heads and nickered when other
horses passed. Against the side of the building were posters
advertising a French company to play the Gallicized version of an
American farce--"Baby Mine"--by Margaret Mayo. The borders of the
posters were ornamented with prints of American flags done in the proper
colors.

"Yes, Liege seems quiet enough," said the lieutenant; "but we expect a
revolt to break out at any time. We expected it last night, and the
guard in the streets was tripled and doubled; and these little dears"--
patting the muzzle of one of the machine guns--"were put here; and more
like them were mounted on the porticoes of the Hotel de Ville and the
Palais de Justice. So nothing happened in the city proper, though in
the outskirts three soldiers disappeared and are supposed to have been
murdered, and a high officer"--he did not give the name or the rank--
"was waylaid and killed just beyond the environs.

"Now we fear that the uprising may come to-night. For the last three
days the residents, in great numbers, have been asking for permits to
leave Liege and go into neutral territory in Holland, or to other parts
of their own country. To us this sudden exodus--there seems to be no
reason for it--looks significant.

"These people are naturally turbulent. Always they have been so. Most
of them are makers of parts for firearms--gunmaking, you know, was the
principal industry here--and they are familiar with weapons; and many of
the men are excellent shots. This increases the danger. At first they
were content to ambush single soldiers who strayed into obscure quarters
after dark. Now it is forbidden for less than three soldiers in a party