"My pull, eh?" said Stubbs, with rather a sickly grin. "You two went and smashed my pull all to smithereens."
"Oh, well," said Hal, "a newspaper man always finds a way."
Stubbs looked at Hal, suspiciously.
"If you're making fun of me—" he began.
"Far from it, Mr. Stubbs," replied Hal. "I was just stating a fact. Why, you've told us that yourself."
"Come, come, Stubbs," said Chester. "Are you going along or not? It's time to be moving."
The little war correspondent made his decision.
"I'll go," he said quietly.