The lads now escorted their prisoners back to where the four Canadians
still stood in the darkness. There they explained the situation.
Willing hands tore the clothes that the two boys had discarded, and the
Germans, still in their underclothing, were hastily bound and gagged.
The party of British moved on again.
"Four more uniforms and a couple of more guns, and we are O. K.," said
Chester quietly.
Fortune again smiled on them a few moments later. A party of three German soldiers approached. These were quickly covered, and the same procedure gone through with. A few moments later all except Gregory were attired in German uniforms.
"Don't worry, old man," said Chester with a laugh. "We'll soon have one for you, too."
"It's not that I am fond of a German uniform," said Gregory, "but I just like to be in style."
The friends now passed several groups of Germans, but the latter were in such large numbers that they did not accost them.
"What we want is just one man, or possibly two or three," said Chester.
"We don't want to tackle so many that there may be a fight."
At length their patience was rewarded. A solitary figure came toward them. Hal stepped forward and accosted him.
With a gun poked under his nose, the German gave back a step.