“He isn’t here, Leon,” she cried. “The house is empty. Even Patchou is gone.”
Leon looked at her calmly. “Perhaps you are not the only adventurous one in the family,” he laughed.
Aghast at the thought of André wandering who knows where, Marie paused.
“I did hope he had a letter from Maman telling us where the hospital has moved to. And now I don’t even know what has happened to André,” she cried.
She looked wildly around the village.
Darting between passing trucks she came to the Lescot kitchen. A few minutes later she returned to Leon, breathless.
“André has gone off toward St. Sauveur with Victor,” she explained. “Perhaps we can catch up with them on the road to Pont l’Abbé. We must hurry.”
The black motorcycle shot off in the direction of Ste. Mère.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
André into the Fighting
ANDRÉ’s trip with Victor was unexpectedly easy at the beginning.