“And that boy was with you all day, eh?” questioned the major. “Where did you hide him?”
“I don’t remember, major,” said the colonel. “That happened this morning, and I can’t remember that far back.”
The major’s face darkened. “Trying to be funny, aren’t you, Elmer? It won’t do you any good. We knew that this boy did not get out of the building, and my keeper suspected that you had him with you. He crept up here and heard you talking, and then he told me just now that you were together. But you won’t be for long!”
“No, I suppose not,” the colonel retorted, bitterly.
The major strode up to Don. “I’ve had a lot of trouble with you, young man,” he snarled. “But I’m not going to have any more. Just as soon as we get through with the colonel we’ll take care of you.”
“Just as you please,” returned Don. “But I warn you that it will go hard with you if I once get away.”
“You won’t get away,” assured the major. He turned to the colonel. “You are going away, colonel.”
“Humph,” snorted the colonel. “I thought it was to be tomorrow night.”
“You are going tonight,” the major said. “We’ve had enough out of you, and we don’t propose to take any more. If you feel like telling us where those papers are on the way, all well and good, but if you don’t you’ll start on a long trip.”
“I prefer travelling to talking,” the colonel retorted briefly.