"I thought possibly you
might have heard them run by this tent."
"No," said Stubbs, truthfully, "I didn't hear them run by this tent."
"All right," said the German and withdrew.
For perhaps an hour the three fugitives lay in the shelter of the German
tent. From time to time they heard voices without but after awhile these
died away. After there had been absolute silence without for perhaps
fifteen minutes, Chester slipped from the cot.
"May as well move, I guess," he whispered.
Hal also arose.
"All right," he said. "Come, Stubbs."
There was no reply from Stubbs' cot. Hal walked quickly across the tent,
laid a hand on Stubbs' shoulder and shook him vigorously.
"Come, Stubbs!" he exclaimed. "Time to get out of here."
Stubbs muttered something unintelligible and turned over.
"By Jove! if he isn't asleep," said Chester, who came to Hal's side now.
"That's what he is," agreed Hal. "Well, we've got to get him up. Grab
hold of his feet."
Chester did so and together the boys picked the little man up bodily.
"I say!" said Stubbs, sleepily, "let me alone, will you? I want to sleep
a little more."
"You'll find an eternal sleep if you don't get out of here, Stubbs," said
Hal.
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