“He’s doing his best to get me into trouble,” continued Gebauer.
“Why, what has he done now?” questioned Nat, with sudden interest.
“Oh, a whole lot of things. Do you remember those prisoners that came in a few days ago?”
“Yes.”
“Well, I happen to know one of those fellows very slightly—a fellow who was connected with a jewelry concern in Germany with which our concern in Philadelphia used to do a little business.
“Well, Porter saw me say a few words in a friendly way to that fellow, and he at once had the prisoner interviewed and did his best to make out that I had some sort of a German connection. Of course, he’s doing his best to get me in Dutch with the military authorities!” stormed the lieutenant.
“Well, he didn’t find out anything to your disadvantage, did he?” questioned Nat.
“Of course not! How could he? I haven’t done anything wrong!”
“Well, then, what are you afraid of?”
“What am I afraid of? Don’t I know the kind of fellow Dave Porter is? He wouldn’t like anything better than to cook something up with that prisoner so as to get me in bad. I know him! I’ve a good mind to fix him!”