Scharfenstein briefly explained.
“And Kopf?”
“Got away, curse him!”
“And the others?” with a lowering brow.
“They all got away,” adding an oath under his breath. Max set the basin on the floor.
“Bad, very bad. Why didn't you shoot?”
“He was afraid of hitting Mademoiselle Bachelier,” Maurice interposed.
Max threw him a grateful look.
“Humph!” The Captain called his men around him. “Two of you—. But wait. Who's back of Kopf?”
“Our distinguished Colonel,” snapped Max, “who was this day relieved of his straps. A case of revenge, probably.”