Chester did likewise.
"All right," said the little man and beckoned the others to remove the
gags.
Their mouths free of the evil-tasting cloths, Hal and Chester
breathed easier.
"Now," said Chester, "perhaps you will explain what this is all about."
The little man shook his head.
"No," he replied, "all I can tell you is this! You shall be kept confined
here until your removal to Paris can be arranged. Then you will be sent
to London and put aboard a vessel for New York. That's all I can say."
"But what for?" demanded Hal, angrily.
"That you will not be told," was the reply, "although I guess you don't
need to be told."
"By George!" exclaimed Chester, "I don't know what you are talking about,
but you can take my word that somebody is going to suffer for this
night's work. How long do you intend to hold us here?"
"I can't say. Possibly a day or two; at all events, until your removal
can be arranged."
"Do you know who we are?" demanded Hal.
The little man nodded.
"Perfectly," he replied.
"You know that we are attached to the staff of General Petain?"
Again their captor nodded.
"And still you've got the nerve to hold us here?"
"Yes, I've got the nerve.
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