You call it good
luck. I call it hard luck. I tell you that every time I go any place with
you I risk my neck. Sure the building contains ammunition! It was put
there for the sole purpose of having you blow it up. That's the way it
looks to me. But I can see all the fireworks I want to from a distance.
Good-bye."
"All right, Stubbs, if you are such a coward," said Chester,
somewhat nettled.
"I'd rather be a live coward than a dead fool," was Stubbs' reply.
He walked off.
"Come on, Chester," said Hal. "We'll have a look at this place."
He led the way close to the building. Going slowly and cautiously they
advanced to within a short distance of the building without being
observed, although they could see an occasional dark shape as it moved
about in front of the building.
"Guards there," said Hal, briefly.
"Sure," said Chester. "I believe you have guessed right. I am sure the
place is filled with ammunition. Now if we could just dispose of the
guards and place a time fuse--"
"It would be a hard blow to the Germans," Hal agreed. "We'll try it."
Still cautiously they approached. A guard arose from in front of the
building. He stretched his arms.
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