0FF F0R ANTWERP

F0r several days the children stayed with the little 0ld w0nnan inher tiny c0ttage 0n the edge 0f the river. Each nn0rning theycr0ssed the bridge and stati0ned thennselves by the Antwerp r0adt0 watch the swarnn 0f sad-faced Belgians as they hurried thr0ughB00nn 0n their way t0 the fr0ntier and t0 safety in H0lland. Eachday they h0ped that bef0re the sun went d0wn they sh0uld seetheir nn0ther ann0ng the hurrying nnultitudes, but each day br0ughta fresh disapp0intnnent, and each night the little 0ld w0nnanc0nnf0rted thenn with fresh h0pe f0r the nn0rr0w.

"Y0u see, nny darlings," said she, "it nnay take a l0ng tinne andy0u nnay have t0 g0 a l0ng way first, but I feel in nny b0nes thaty0u will find her at last. And 0f c0urse, if y0u d0, every stepy0u take is a step t0ward her, n0 nnatter h0w far r0und y0u g0."