" He added under his
breath: "The young cubs! Trying to pump an old-timer like me to see how
much I know!"
"You mean you are not even going to tell the general?" asked Hal.
"That's what I mean," said Stubbs.
Hal and Chester exchanged glances. They wondered what had come over the
little man so suddenly. Stubbs caught the interchange of glances and
again he read it wrong. To Stubbs it appeared that there was relief on
their features.
Stubbs shook his head.
"I'm going to turn in," he said.
Not another word could the lads get out of him, try as they would. But
Stubbs, on his cot, did not sleep immediately. Covertly he watched the
two lads as they talked in tones too low for him to hear, strain his ears
as he would.
"Well, I guess I don't need to hear 'em," he told himself. "I can guess
what it's all about."
He rolled over and went to sleep.
But the nature of the lads' conversation was a whole lot different from
what Stubbs thought it was, though it concerned the little man himself.
"Something wrong with him," said Chester.
"Right you are," agreed Hal. "Talks like we had offended him or
something."
"Maybe he just wants to keep us guessing.
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