Joe Funk nodded approvingly. His own patriotism had been stirred by these tales of the heroism of the children of France.
"While the French were in possession of the village in the early days of the war, an officer of that army made his headquarters with the Padré and his niece," continued Captain Favor. "He became very fond of the child. Captain Grivelet was his name and, recognizing in Marie a true patriot, he had explained many things to her about the war, so that, for a child so young, Marie was able to form a very clear idea of the situation of the two armies.
"There were, of course, many army secrets of which Captain Grivelet never spoke. He, too, was a patriot, you see, as he should be. Having asked permission to store some of his personal equipment in the Padré's cellar, they thought nothing of his going down there frequently. Now and then Marie was certain she heard him talking to some one down there.
"One day, after the Prussians had pushed the French back close to the village—this was before the Germans took the village, you understand—Captain Grivelet had a talk with Marie.
"'Marie, knowing that you are French in your heart and soul, I shall confide certain secrets to you. Are you willing to serve your country?'
"'Yes, monsieur le Capitaine. Always, and with my life, if necessary.'
"'Bravely spoken. You may do as your judgment dictates about repeating what I shall tell you to the Padré , your uncle. But for the sake of his safety I should advise that you keep your own secrets. Such secrecy will not bring dishonor upon you, for it is in behalf of your country.'
"'I understand, monsieur. You may trust Marie. She is a loyal French girl and will continue to be so no matter what comes.'
"The captain nodded approvingly.
"'Whether or not we shall be able to hold our lines here seems doubtful. At least we fear the Prussians, in large force as they are, may temporarily drive us back. But it will not be for long. We shall recover our ground. Even now we are entrenching ourselves to the rear. When that time comes, Marie, you and the Padré will be in peril, for the French probably will have to shell the village. We hope it may not come to that. What I would ask you is, do you and your uncle wish to go to the rear while there is yet time, so you may be safe?'