"Thanks," said Hal dryly.
Robard withdrew his head and a key grated in the lock.
"Well, now what are we going to do?" asked Hal.
"You've got me," replied Chester. "Say, do you know this reminds me of old times—of the days in France, Belgium and Russia."
"You bet," agreed Hal, "and those were the good old days."
At this juncture Uncle John moaned feebly and his eyelids fluttered. A moment later the lids opened and he gazed at Hal and Chester curiously. Then the light of comprehension dawned upon his face and he spoke:
"So they have got us all, eh?"
"Yes, they've got us," replied Chester.
"The trouble will be to keep us," said Hal. "How do you feel, sir?"
"Not much," replied Uncle John. "What did he hit me with, a crowbar?"