We
know one of the band, I think."
"You mean?"
"Jules Clemenceau. I don't suppose he ever missed the two peas. He
probably had more. At the first opportunity we'll display our peas where
he can see them and then maybe he will say something that will tip us off
where to look next."
"Not a bad idea; but he seems to be so young to be mixed up in
such a thing."
"He's no younger than we are; and we've been mixed up in a whole lot
of things."
"That's so, too. I would like to know, though, what this plot is. I don't
believe it has anything to do with treachery."
"Depends upon what you mean by treachery. I suppose you mean nothing that
will aid the Germans to defeat us?"
"Exactly; then, too, don't you remember, when Stubbs was telling us about
the conspiracy, that he said he had reason to believe there were plotters
in the German ranks as well as the British and French?"
"He didn't say it just that way, I think, but I remember what you mean.
By Jove! I wonder what it can all be about?"
"Well, it's too deep for me; and unless something happens, I am half
afraid Stubbs may be as good as his word and have us sent back to
New York."
"By George! We can't stand for that.
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