though, as has been said, their accent left much to be desired.
"You had best seek shelter until it is over," went on the man. "I shall do so myself." He seemed to pause suggestively, and Jack handed him some money.
"Merci," he murmured, and an instant later was careening down the street at full speed.
"He isn't losing any time," said Jack.
"No. And perhaps we hadn't better, either. Where'd that shell fall?" asked Tom.
"I don't know, but it must have been somewhere about here, judging by the noise. Look, the crowd's over that way," and he pointed to the left.
It was true. Careless of the danger of remaining in the open, men, and women, too, as well as some children, were rushing toward the place where, undoubtedly, the shell from the German gun had fallen.
"Might as well take it in," suggested Jack. "I don't want to crawl down into a cellar or a subway quite yet, even if there's one around here; do you?"
"No," answered Tom, "I don't. Go on, I'm with you."
They followed the throng, but could not resist the impulse to gaze upward now and then for a possible sight of another shell, which, they