"I thought I should find something," he muttered. "Come on now,
Stubbs!" he said.
The little war correspondent hurried after him without another word.
CHAPTER XXV
IN GRAVE PERIL
Chester's sigh of relief almost choked in his throat. But he determined
to brave out the situation as well as he could.
"No," exclaimed the man who had spoken, "this boy is no German!"
Even the Crown Prince was surprised.
"Not a German!" he exclaimed. "Then what is he? A--"
"A spy!" the other concluded for him.
"Impossible!" declared the Crown Prince. "How could there be a spy
among us?"
"Well, he's here. Surely you can look at the boy and tell he is not
a German."
The Crown Prince approached Chester and scrutinized him closely.
"Who are you?" he demanded at length.
"I have told you, sir," replied Chester, quietly.
"But you have not told the truth," was the Crown Prince's reply. "I can
see you are not French. Are you British?"
"No, sir."
"Then what?"
"Well," said Chester, at length, realizing that subterfuge was useless,
"I am an American."
"With the French army, eh?" said the Crown Prince.
Chester did not reply. He could see no reason for incriminating himself,
though he realized, too, that it made no particular difference whether he
replied or remained silent.
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