"Well, you can search me," said Hal with a shrug of his shoulders, "which may not be very good English, but expresses my sentiments just the same."
"How about Stubbs' conspiracy? Maybe one of the conspirators has caught
Stubbs nosing about."
"By Jove! It might be that, after all," said Hal. "I wonder!"
"At all events, we shall all have to be on our guard," declared Chester. "We don't know for which of us the bullet was meant. We'll have to warn Stubbs."
"So we shall, and if I mistake not here he comes now."
Hal was right. A moment later the rotund face of the little war correspondent appeared in the tent entrance.
"Stubbs," said Hal gravely, "you missed getting killed by just about five minutes."
The little man started back in alarm.
"Wha—what's that?" he demanded.
"I said you just escaped getting killed."