The boys continued on their way.
“What nationality would you take that man to be, Syd?” asked Ted.
“Search me,” answered Syd, who had not seen as many classes of people as had Ted. “What do you take him to be?” he in turn asked.
“I guess he’s German,” was the reply.
The fact that the man was German brought up only one thing to Syd—the study of German.
“My father says we’ll fight the Germans some day. So, why do they make us study it?”
As Syd spoke a thought struck Ted. He remembered the talk John Dean had had with Colonel Sands on the train. What should he do? Of course, this man was probably harmless and if he said anything he might be laughed at. Yet, after all, Ted decided it was his business to speak.
He said nothing to his companion. The thing for him to do was to say nothing to anyone except Mr. Oglethorpe.
When they reached the school he excused himself to Syd and hurried off to see the dean. Mr. Oglethorpe was in and to him the boy explained.
“Where did you see him, Theodore?”