"Of course you are," replied Chester; "and a good one. Why, I can remember once or twice that if you hadn't been a good snooper Hal and I wouldn't be here now. Remember?"
"Well, yes," said Stubbs, somewhat mollified, "but I don't know whether that's what you meant or not."
"Why, Stubbs," said Chester, "what else could I have meant?"
Stubbs looked at Chester coldly; then turned and walked to the far end of the tent.
"Now see what you've done, Chester," said Hal, in a whisper meant for
Stubbs to overhear. "You've made him mad."
Stubbs whirled about angrily.
"You bet you've made me mad," he declared. "You can bet, too, that I won't ever do any more snooping on behalf of either of you. The next time you get in trouble you'll have to depend on someone besides Anthony Stubbs to get you out of it."
"See," said Hal. "I told you not to do it, Chester. He's liable to let us both get killed. He—"
Stubbs could stand no more. He turned on his heel and made his way from the tent. But even as he would have moved away he became involved in more trouble.
With head down and not looking where he was going, he collided with another figure and was pushed violently backwards. Stubbs looked up angrily and was about to say something when he glanced at the other. It was General Petain. The latter spoke before Stubbs could apologize.