"To fight for Germany?" gasped Carl. "And you were in a French hospital?"
"He is an American."
"Ach, those accursed Americans! Do they not all fight against us? If they dared they would go to war as a nation against us."
"Carl! you must not talk so. You offend me. I have confided in you and I expect you to treat my confidence as a gentleman should."
Erard brought away the screen and bucket from Sanderson's cot.
"No more now, dear Carl," she said hastily to the downcast young fellow. "Another time. And you will remain my friend, Cousin Carl?"
"Soh!" Carl blew a mighty sigh. "Well, as long as it is not Paul Genau!"
CHAPTER XXIII
BECLOUDED
Erard disappeared suddenly. Nobody saw him go, but he was not to be found.