He
sprang toward Hal with a cry and thrust with his sword.
The move had been so unexpected that the lad was caught completely off
his guard and the sword must have pierced him had it not been for the
quickness of a French soldier who stood near. Without taking thought to
his own danger, this man sprang forward and grappled with the German.
The latter hurled the French soldier from him with a sudden powerful move
and again advanced on Hal. But now the lad was ready for him and his
sword met the sword of the German officer neatly.
In vain the German officer sought to break down Hal's guard. Hal foiled
him at every turn. The German was furiously angry, but Hal was smiling
easily. The lad realized that he probably owed his life to the German's
anger, for at the first touch of swords the lad had realized that the
German was clearly his master. Therefore, the lad jeered at the officer
as he fought.
Hal became more certain of the outcome of the duel as it continued, for
with every thrust and parry the German became more and more angry because
he could not overcome this boy. Perspiration rolled down his face and he
panted with rage.
"I'll get you!" he cried.
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