Army Boys in the French Trenches - Or, Hand to Hand Fighting with the Enemy by Homer Randall
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"You heard what I said," reiterated the corporal. "Get all the sleep you
can to-day, for you won't do any sleeping to-night!" CHAPTER IV BETWEEN THE LINES The Army boys looked at each other in blank inquiry, but the corporal did not offer to enlighten them, and they were too good soldiers to ask questions when orders were given. "What do you suppose is in the wind now?" asked Bart, as they made their way to their sleeping quarters. "Search me," replied Frank. "Aeroplanes," chirped Billy. Bart made a thrust at him which Billy dodged. "I guess we're picked for a scouting party," remarked Tom. "The captain may want to confirm some of the information he's getting from those chaps." "Information!" snorted Bart. "More likely misinformation. Those fellows struck me as being dandy liars." |
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