"You are right, we thought things were going wrong with us then."
"And after that you pretty nearly got into a trap yourselves."
"Yes and we were compelled to exchange our perfectly good uniforms for some old rags that would disgrace a wharf rat!" was Ned's indignant response. "Then we simply took the privilege of putting on these garments. They are not what we would have chosen, but they match yours."
"They fooled Dave and myself, all right," laughed Jimmie. "We thought that we had caught a mess of German soldiers."
"That simply goes to show us, boys," gravely commented Ned, "that we ought to be extremely careful about our outward appearance. It's so easy for others to mistake us for what we are not."
"Hands up!" the boys heard a rough voice say. They turned to see a rifle muzzle showing through a clump of bushes.
CHAPTER XXIII
TABLES TURNED
"What's coming off here?" asked Jimmie, jumping to his feet.