An hour later, Hal, returning toward his own place in the line, accompanied by the marine who had killed the German machine gunner, came abreast of a “baby tank.” The tank appeared perfectly intact, but the lad knew at a glance that there was no crew within.
“I wonder why?” he muttered, and stopped to investigate.
The small door that served as an entrance was open. Hal peered in. The marine who was with him also stopped.
“Where’s the crew, sir?” he asked.
“You know as much about them as I do,” was Hal’s reply.
“Maybe they’ve gone after ‘gas,’” said the marine.
Hal climbed in and examined the petrol reservoir.
“Plenty of gas,” he said.
He examined the other mechanism carefully.
“Nothing wrong so far as I can see,” he declared. “However, it’s none of our business. We’ll be moving on.”