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Driscoll, James R. [pseud.]

"The Brighton Boys with the Flying Corps"

It, too, had a hospitable loft,
and food was there in plenty.
Two more stopping places, always in sheds or outbuildings, and they
were very near that part of the Dutch frontier which their friends,
most of them unknown, were planning that they should cross. Money,
they were told, was to be a factor in their obtaining entrance to
Holland. They knew little of the detail of what happened. They
were guided one night by a dwarfed cripple to a little wood, and
there spent four hours in weary waiting in absolute silence. Then
the cripple returned and motioned them to follow him. This they
did, and when they reached the edge of the wood, commenced crawling
on all fours, as their guide was doing.
They crawled for some hundreds of yards, winding about the scrub
brush and tall grass, and then suddenly came upon a wire fence.
A dark shape loomed up on the far side of this barrier. The cripple,
aided by the man on the other side, held apart two strands of the
wire, and cautioned the boys to step quickly through the opening.


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