"Like yourself, Dick, I feel that he should not come further with us.

And see here, monsieur.
You have not asked our names, neither have we known yours.

Some day, when all around here is French territory again, and the beastly German has gone forever, we shall want to look you up, or write you.

I am Lieutenant Tom Reade, of the American aviation service, and my friend is Captain Richard Prescott, of the American Infantry." "And I am Francois Prim.

My neighbors call me Papa Prim." "Show us the way we are to go, Monsieur Prim," Dick urged.
"It is simple," replied Papa Prim.