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Book Excerpt: hings as close as possible, tying two extra spools of film in a package round my waist under my coat, put on my knapsack, and drew my Balaclava helmet well down over my chin.Anxiously I awaited my friends. Seven o'clock--eight o'clock--nine o'clock. "Were they unable to come for me?" "Was there some hitch in the arrangement?" These thoughts flashed through my mind, when suddenly I heard a voice call behind me."Monsieur, monsieur!"[Illustration: USING MY AEROSCOPE CAMERA IN BELGIUM, 1914-15]Turning, I saw my chauffeur friend beckoning to me. Hurrying forward, I asked if all was well."Oui, monsieur. I will meet you by the railway cutting."This was the beginning of an adventure which I shall always remember. I had been up at the bridge some two minutes, when the armoured car glided up. "Up, monsieurRead More
