“We’ll just do a little prowling,” said Lord Hastings.
He turned and was about to move off when there came a gruff hail:
“Who goes there?”
“Friend!” replied Lord Hastings, wheeling about quickly and looking into the heavy-joweled face of a German sentinel.
The German eyed the three figures keenly; then, apparently satisfied that they were all they seemed, he brought his hand up in a stiff military salute. The three passed on.
“Rather lax methods here, if you ask me,” said Frank, when they were out of hearing.
“Oh, I don’t know,” said Jack. “You must remember that they feel perfectly secure. Evidently they have no idea an enemy would venture within this fortification.”
“Some of them have ventured within ours,” returned Frank.
“Just the egotism of the German, that’s all,” said Lord Hastings. “They all believe they can do things that no other man would even consider.”
“So they do,” declared Frank.