"But there is nothing sure that the building contains ammunition," said
Hal. "I just guessed at it, Stubbs. Come and have a look."
"Oh, it contains ammunition, all right."
"How do you know?" demanded Chester.
"Well, if it didn't you fellows wouldn't have spied it. 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.