CHAPTER XXII
PLAYING GOO-GOO IN A GRIM GAME
Down the slope the Army boys walked boldly for a few hundred yards. The night was so dark that there was small possibility of being seen at a distance.
"Now, we'd better go a little more cautiously," whispered Hal, checking his companion by a touch on the arm.
"It's going to rain within a very few minutes," Noll whispered in return, as he looked up at the inky sky overhead.
"The more rain the better. I hope there will be no lightning."
"Where are you going to try to slip through the lines?"
"Do you remember the gully that runs back through the woods below, somewhat to our left as we stand now?" queried Hal.
"Yes; certainly."