"We may as well be moving."
"All right," said Hal, "climb up on my shoulders. I'll keep my gun on
these two fellows in the meantime. Can't trust 'em."
Chester followed Hal's instructions and a moment later gazed out of
the pit. Ahead he could see moving forms, but there was no one close
to the pit.
"Coast clear," he called to Hal. "Here I go. Be ready when I reach
down for you."
He pulled himself up.
CHAPTER XI
THROUGH THE LINES
"Ready, Hal?"
"All ready."
Hal stretched up his hands, and Chester, leaning far over the pit, seized
them and pulled. Hal came slowly upwards.
Suddenly he gave a cry of pain and twisted and squirmed vigorously.
Chester became alarmed.
"What's the matter?" he asked quickly.
"One of those fellows bit me in the leg!" exclaimed Hal.
It was true.
As Hal had soared upward, one of the Germans had sprung forward, and
being unable to free his hands, had seized the fleshy part of Hal's leg
between his teeth. Evidently the gag had not been properly adjusted.
"Kick him loose!" cried Chester.
Hal obeyed instructions. The German uttered a loud cry--another sign that
the lads had gagged him too carelessly.
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