"I shall be no more harsh than necessary," said Marshal Foch. "All I am striving to bring about is peace—peace on such terms as will prevent a resumption of this murderous struggle."
Marshal Foch now turned and re-entered his car which still stood in the station.
"I shall receive them here when they arrive," he informed General Dupree, who accompanied him.
The day passed slowly for Hal and Chester.
Much as they would have liked to look about the city a bit they knew that their duty lay with the others who had come to Hirson, and they stuck close to the railroad station.
"Hope we don't have to linger here long after the conference," said Chester. "This is not my idea of having a good time, at all."
"Nor mine," Hal agreed; "and yet, when we get back to America we will have something to talk about."
"Rather," Chester agreed dryly. "But I wish something would hurry up and happen."
"So do I; but wishing won't do any good."
"Maybe not; but it gives a fellow something to talk about, and that helps pass away the time."