He is not so very bad, but he is careless--and foolish.

He tries to help the Germans and the French at the same time, to be accommodating, and so both have conceived a desire to shoot him.

Well; when they shoot him he can no longer earn money to support me and his children." "Are they really his children ?" inquired young Jones.
"Who else may claim them, monsieur ?" "I thought they were the children of your first husband, the blacksmith." Clarette glared at him, with lowering brow.
"Blacksmith?
Pah! I have no husband but Henri, and heaven forsook me when I married him." "Come, Patsy," said Ajo to his companion, "our errand here is hopeless.
And--perhaps Clarette is right." They made their way back to the launch in silence.

Patsy was quite disappointed in Maurie.

He had so many admirable qualities that it was a shame he could be so untruthful and unreliable.
As time passed on the monotony that followed their first exciting experiences grew upon them and became oppressive.