He did.
"Fits well enough," he said.
"All right," said Hal. "But where is mine?"
"Oh, we'll find you one, all right," said Chester.
And, after half an hour's further search, they did—a second lieutenant's uniform. Hal donned it hurriedly.
"Might as well hunt up our horses," he said.
"Ours?" queried Chester.
"Well, mine and Uncle John's, or anybody else's, for that matter. It's a long walk to the front."
They were fortunate enough to find two mounts without much trouble, and, leaping to the saddles, they rode forward.
"Got a gun?" asked Chester.