"Certainly she did."
"Then she would have been interested enough in him to recall what happened when she came across him in the hospital."
"How could we get a message to her? We don't know where that hospital was. They don't tell the names of places even in newspaper messages, you know. They are headed 'From a town near the front.'"
"Here's where Edward had a great idea—that is, Father thought it was workable. See what you think of it."
The Club was growing excited. The Ethels stopped working to listen, Helen's face flushed with interest, and the boys leaned across the table to hear the plan to which Rev. Herbert Watkins had given his approval. They knew that Tom's father, in his work among the poor foreigners in New York, often had to try to hunt up their relatives in Europe so that this would not be a matter of guesswork with him.
"It's pretty much guesswork in this war time," admitted Tom when some one suggested it. "You can merely send a cable and trust to luck that it will land somewhere. Here's Edward's idea. He says that the day we went to see Mademoiselle sail she told him that she was related to Monsieur Millerand, the French Minister of War. It was through her relationship with him that she expected to be sent where she wanted to go—that is, to Belgium."
"She was sent there, so her expectation seems to have had a good foundation."
"That's what makes Edward think that perhaps we can get in touch with her through the same means."
"Through Monsieur Millerand?"
"He suggests that we send a cable addressed to Mademoiselle—"