Chapter VIII

It was now the morning of Friday, the third day of
war, and Mrs. Otway allowed the newspaper she
had been holding in her hands to slip onto the floor at
her feet with an impatient sigh.

From where she sat, close to the window in her
charming sitting-room, her eyes straying down to the
ground read in huge characters at the top of one of
the newspaper columns the words:

"THE FLEET MOBILISED."

"MOTOR RUSH FOR VOLUNTEERS."

"HOW THE NAVAL RESERVE RECEIVED THEIR
NOTICES."

"OUR SAILORS' GOOD-BYE."

Then, at the top of another column, in rather
smaller characters, as though that news was after all
not really so important as the home news:

@@@@"Defeat of the Germans at Liege."
@@@@"Complete Rout."
@@@@"Germans Repulsed at All Points."

Finally, in considerably smaller characters:

@@@@"Alleged German Cruelties In Belgium."

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