“Perhaps they are not Germans,” said Chester hopefully. “How did they manage to get behind us?”
“I don’t know,” replied Hal. “But I am sure they are Germans. Some way, I can feel it.”
“Well, what are we going to do?”
“We shall have to try and go round them without letting them hear us. Otherwise we are likely to be killed or captured.”
Making a wide detour, the little party continued on their way. For an hour they walked along unmolested, and then, suddenly, from almost directly before them, came a cry, in German:
“Halt!”