"
"Don't you know you shall suffer for this?"
The man shrugged his shoulders.
"At least I shall have done my duty," he replied.
"Duty! Great Scott! Duty! What are you talking about?" demanded Hal,
angrily. "Are you a German sympathizer?"
"No, my sympathies are French," was the reply.
"Well, if you call this doing your duty," said Chester, sarcastically,
"let's hope you don't have too many duties to perform in the service of
France. For if you do, the Germans certainly will win."
"Well," said their captor, "I guess I shall have to leave you now. I must
make my report."
"Who are you going to report to?" demanded Hal, suddenly, thinking to
take the man off his guard.
The latter only grinned.
"I'm too old a bird for that trick," he said, showing that he understood
what had been in Hal's mind. "I'm going to report to the proper person."
"Improper person, I guess you mean," Chester growled.
"At any rate, I must report," said their captor. "Now if you'll promise
to make no outcry while I'm gone, I will not have the gags replaced in
your mouths. Otherwise, I am afraid--"
He closed with a shrug of the shoulders.
"You put one of those things in my mouth again, and I'll make you eat
it--some day," said Chester.
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