Pierre gained control of the machine which had violently swung to one side, but he did not slacken its speed.
They had barely time to recover from the shock when they were aroused by a fusilade of shots, and in a half-dazed condition they felt the shock of a suddenly-stopping car, and hear Pierre shout:
"Hurrah for the chasseurs!"
Alfred was the first to lean out and take note of the quickly passing events.
"Oh, look! see the horses leap the fences," he said.
The machine stopped dead still. The crashing noise of the horses and the shouts of the men held their attention.
Ralph opened the door of the car in excitement, as he sang out:
"Look at the machine back there; it's trying to turn around; it's starting."
But the Germans were too late. A half dozen of the chasseurs cut off their retreat. It thus happened that three officers, a sergeant, and a military chauffeur, became captives, three kilometers within Belgian territory, at 5 P. M., August 14, 1914, exactly twenty-four hours after war was declared. The first actual conflict, in which blood was shed, occurred the day previous—in fact, before war was declared, but this is the earliest recorded instance of the taking of prisoners of war in the great European conflict.
The troopers ordered the Mercedes car turned around and it was escorted forward to the delight of the boys, Pierre grinning at the occupants of the car as it passed. The Belgian officer in command halted and Pierre saluted him.