Chapter 2BROKEN VESSELS
Eventually Captain D’Arlan turned from the window. He stared directly at Colonel Le Clerq’s thin, sallow face, as if looking for a response. But the old colonel’s face was completely expressionless.
“What do you think of this story about the white woman, mon Colonel?” Asked D’Arlan, unable to keep the concern from his voice.
“I have no other choice but to believe it, mon Capitaine,” said the colonel and D’Arlan slumped down wearily in a chair. “This man Podolski is in his sane and sober senses,” the colonel continued, “and I can’t see why he would lie. He is known to the Legion as a brave, resourceful and reliable soldier.”
“But who and what could she be?” asked D’Arlan.
Le Clerq shrugged his narrow shoulders and tilted his head to the side. In a gesture of ign
