"Very well," said Chester's captor. "You may go."
Again the man left the tent; then Chester's captor said:
"Now, I guess you will be safe here until morning; after that you will be safe for all time."
"Thanks," said Chester, dryly.
The German left the tent.
Chester now took stock of his surroundings. Outside he could hear his guards pacing up and down.
"If I could get one of them in here at a time," the lad told himself, "perhaps I could dispose of them. I'll try it."
Approaching the entrance, he poked his head out.
"Get back inside there," a gruff voice exclaimed, and Chester beheld a large German soldier with his rifle pointed squarely at his head.
"Look here," said Chester. "I want a drink of water."