You will give him no chance to get out of your hands.

And now, we must find our way home." Two men were sent up over the parapet, then the prisoners were ordered up and held there at the muzzles of rifles.

The rest of the patrol followed.
"We will make fast time back," ordered Lieutenant De Verne, "as we know there are no enemy hereabouts in the first-line trenches." Crossing rapidly, though softly, the patrol was challenged by a sentry in the French trench.

De Verne went forward to answer and to establish the identity of his patrol.

Then they were allowed to pass in by the wire defenses, and next descended to the trench.
Officers and men hurriedly cleansed the black from their hands and faces.
"We will now march to Captain Cartier," said De Verne, "and he shall give us our further orders." "You are looking for your friends, Captain ?" spoke up a French soldier in the trench, in his own tongue.