Again Hal shrugged.
"It might, of course," he agreed.
"Then why not pull it in among the trees there?" Chester wanted to know, pointing to a clump of trees a short distance away.
"Not a bad idea," Hal declared. "I hadn't noticed the trees, myself."
"As Stubbs would say, you must be more observing," was Chester's response. "Lay hold here."
With some effort the boys wheeled the plane into the little clump of trees and then stepped forth again.
"It may do," said Hal, eyeing the hiding place carefully in the darkness. "It's invisible enough now, but I don't know how well the foliage will protect the plane in daylight."
"It's the best we can do, at all events," declared Chester. "Come, let's be on our way."
"May as well, I guess," said Hal, and led the way toward the distant city of Sedan.
From time to time the lads passed hurrying figures as they walked along, but they were not so much as accosted. In their German uniforms, they felt reasonably safe, particularly so as their features were concealed by the darkness. Once in the city, however, they knew they would have to exercise greater caution.