He recovered himself in a moment, however, and struck out for the opposite shore. About half way across he became aware of voices on the shore immediately behind him.
“I don’t believe there is anyone there,” said a voice.
“The woman is a spy herself, that’s my belief,” said a second. “She has concocted this story as an excuse for her being abroad at this hour. I certainly don’t believe there is a spy on this side of the river.”
“Nor I; however, if he is in that water we can spot him with a searchlight. Turn yours on.”
Hearing the words, Hal took a long breath and sank from sight. It was well that he did so promptly, for a brilliant shaft of light flashed across the water, making it as bright as day. The German swept it back and forth across the water. He could see no one.
“I told you so,” he said. “There is no one out there. Come, let’s get away from here.”
“Good,” returned the other. “Come on.”
Hal remained under the water just as long as he could and came to the surface as the Germans turned to walk off, ready to take another quick breath and dive again. But seeing no sign of the searchlight, he rightly concluded that the Germans, who had been but half-hearted in their search anyhow, had gone.
Treading water he listened intently for a few moments, and then made out the sound of retreating footsteps.