et Villars
was a general that would have to be reckoned with, and this
Marlborough well knew when he used every effort to swell the numbers
of his troops in the Netherlands.

Marlborough's aim was that of the previous year, to force his way into
France and to its capital. In order that such a step might be made
possible, it was necessary that no stronghold should be left behind.
Accordingly the Allies set about reducing the three that still
remained,--Mons, Valenciennes, and Tournai, not forgetting that they
had also Villars to deal with. A beginning was made with Tournai, an
enormously strong place, and reckoned to be of the best of all
Vauban's works.

Marlborough employed stratagem, and it succeeded as usual. He made a
pretence of advancing, and Villars, to strengthen his force, withdrew
a number of troops from Tournai. Then the Duke, with a swift night
movement, invested the town. The garrison made a stout defence, and
our two captains had their work cut out for them. Never in all his
career had George Fairburn been so careless of his own safety, his
brother officers declared. It was not that he despised danger, or was
ignorant of its existence; he simply did not think of it, his mind
being occupied solely with the problem of reducing this impregnable
fortress.

"Be not rash, gentlemen," Colonel Rhodes thought it advisable to say
to the younger men among his officers. "There are mines in all
directions, if rumour is to be believed. Do not expose yourselves to
needless risk. We are already losing heavily, and men are not to be
had for the whistling." And privately the kindly old fellow--the
youngsters called him old, though he was still short of fifty--added
an extra word of caution to George. "You are a born soldier, Fairburn,
but you never seem to be able to remember when you are in danger; you
forget it like a thoughtless schoolboy. Well, now, for our sakes, if
not for your own, take care of yourself, so far as it is possible,
there's a good fellow." And with a kindly smile and a fatherly shake
of the hand, the colonel turned away. He had said the last word he was
ever to say to George.

An hour later a terrific explosion was heard; a cloud of dust flew
into the air. A mine had been exploded, and the report came in that
more than a hundred poor fellows of Marlborough's forces had perished.
George Fairburn was more than ever determined to do what he could to
discover hidden mines.

That very afternoon a com