The sentry placed his rifle between his knees, and searched in every pocket, but without success.
"I cannot help you," he said crossly. "Get back and fetch a light. I am tired of waiting."
"I cannot be bothered," the other replied. "Who are these fellows?"
"We are friends," Gerald promptly responded.
"Then pass them in, comrade," said the one who had declined to fetch a light. "They are brothers-in-arms most certainly."
Gerald pulled Hal by the sleeve, and, without waiting for more, the two hurried through the barricade and on into the street. Fifty paces away the road was dimly lighted by a lamp hanging from a pole. They were just passing beneath it, and were in the act of congratulating themselves on their success, when a company of soldiers marched up, and the officer in charge, happening to catch sight of the two youths, called loudly to them to approach and declare who they were.
CHAPTER XIII
IN DANGER AND DISTRESS
"Who are you two over there? What are you doing out in the streets at this time of night. Come nearer and let me see you," cried the officer, who had just marched in with a detachment of troops as Hal and Gerald entered the town and were moving away from the barricade. "Come, I say, or we will make it uncomfortable for you, my fine fellows."