"
"Possibly not," answered the officer, "but German soldiers know what
discipline is."
On arriving in Havre, Paul found many volunteers placed in the same
position as himself. All were waiting a chance to return to America;
most of them looking to the French government to assist them home. While
waiting for these orders that were very tardy in coming, Paul made
the acquaintance of a Danish Count who had served all through the war.
His quiet, gentle manners and evident embarrassment at being surrounded
by the rough crowd of adventurers and soldiers of fortune with whom Fate
had thrown him, appealed to Paul's sympathy, He said to the Count: "Come
with me and I will take care of you." They secured lodging together on
the upper story in a house in the Rue de l'Hospital for the princely
consideration of one franc a week, which the landlady informed them must
be paid in advance. With the air of a millionaire, Paul paid the rent
for the first week and cheerfully intimated to the landlady that they
would require the best room in her house as soon as their remittances
arrived. Their room was a miserable affair in the attic, lit up with one
small window. The scant bed clothes often compelled them to sleep in
their uniforms of a cold night.
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