“And I too,” declared Lieutenant Anderson. “I don’t know why, but I know it’s true.”
“Bosh!” said Chester, but the words of his two friends evidently had created some impression, for his ejaculation was only half-hearted.
“Well, if you must go by yourself, all right,” said Lieutenant Anderson. “But my advice is that the sooner you get there the better.”
Hal nodded, and, a moment later, going some distance to one side, where he knew he could not be seen from the dining-room window, he walked slowly toward the house.
He made no attempt at concealment as he walked along, for he knew that such an action, should he be seen, would be suspicious and would probably mean an unsuccessful termination of his plan. He had little fear of detection, clothed as he was in a German uniform.
Now the lad reached the house, and sought a means of entrance. He did not wish to go in the front door, for fear that someone might see him, so, keeping close to the wall, he walked around the house.
His effort was rewarded. For at the extreme rear was a low window, apparently halfway between the first and second floors.
“Evidently, at a turn in the steps,” Hal told himself.
Quickly he grasped the edge of the sill, and exerting great strength slowly and cautiously drew himself up. The window was open, and the lad put one leg over the sill. A second later he sat in the opening, and then disappeared inside the house.
Very cautiously he ascended the steps. Remembering the exact location of the dining-room, the lad sought out the room above it. There, at one end of the room, he found what appeared to be a little closet.