"They may try to come," answered the captive doubtfully; "but if they do, they will never get here."
"Why not."
"Our U-boats will stop them."
"That settles it," whispered Bart. "We think we're here, but we're only kidding ourselves. We can't be here. Heinie says so and, of course, he knows."
"What a come-on he'd be for the confidence men," gurgled Billy. "They'd sell him the Brooklyn Bridge before he'd been on shore for an hour."
Questioned as to food supplies, the German admitted that their rations, although fairly good, were not so abundant as at the beginning of the war. Then with characteristic arrogance he added:
"But we will have plenty to eat and drink too when we get to Paris."
"I suppose your captain tells you that too," remarked the inquisitor.
"Yes," was the reply.
"That eternal captain again," murmured Bart.