Stubbs scrambled to his feet.
"Where are you going?" he demanded in some anxiety.
"After the Germans," replied Hal. "We are attacking them from two sides. Come on!"
Stubbs drew back.
"We'll all be killed!" he exclaimed.
"Never mind that," said Hal impatiently. "Are you coming with me or are you going to stay here?"
"Alone?"
"Yes, alone."
"Oh, I'll go," said Stubbs mournfully, "but I know I'll never get back to
America alive. The New York Gazette is about to lose its best man."
Still mumbling to himself he followed Hal.