“Is his sister here yet?” asked Jack, for Tom and he had been too busy the last two days, getting ready to shift their quarters, to call on Nellie Leroy.
“She has gone back to Paris,” answered Du Boise. “There was no place for her here. I can give you her address. I promised to let her know in case I got word about her brother.”
“I wish you would give me the address!” exclaimed Tom eagerly, and his chum smiled at his show of interest.
CHAPTER V. THE RESOLVE
“Well, to-morrow, if all goes well, we'll be with Pershing's boys,” remarked Jack, as he and Tom were sitting in their quarters after breakfast, the last day but one they were to spend in the Lafayette Escadrille with which they had so long been associated.
“That's so. We'll soon be on the firing line with Uncle Sam,” agreed Tom. “Of course we've been with him, in a way, ever since we've been fighting, for it's all in the same cause. But there'll be a little more satisfaction in being 'on our own,' as the English say.”
“You're right. What's on for to-day?” asked Jack.
“Haven't the least idea. But here comes a messenger now.”
As Tom spoke he glanced from a window and saw an orderly coming toward their quarters. The man seemed in a hurry.