"We will hear what he may have to say," announced the man.
Turning in his chair he indicated to an officer standing near that he might bring in a visitor. In a moment "The Rat" entered the room.
"We understand that you wished to interview us," began the man who had questioned Ned. "Will you kindly state the purpose of your visit?"
A quick glance about the room seemed to satisfy the visitor that he might expect little success from any attempt to dispose of his wares in that market. Guessing full well that the boys had been given an opportunity to tell their story, he said with a short laugh:
"I have an important communication to make, but I think it can wait. I will return in the morning when there are no Germans present!"
CHAPTER XIII. Left to Starve.
Wheeling in his tracks, The Rat sprang for the door. In his path stood the officer who had conducted him into the apartment. Surprised at the sudden movement, this worthy made no effort to stop the departing guest, but remained motionless in his position.
Throwing out an arm in the familiar movement employed by football players when warding off an opponent, "The Rat" landed his fist squarely on the solar plexus of the officer. Emitting a coughing grunt, that individual was bowled over in a most undignified manner.