"Look out, fellows!" he warned. "I saw those bushes moving over on the slope of that hill just now and there isn't a bit of wind."
In an instant they had their rifles ready.
The bushes parted and a figure stepped forth into the open.
"Why, it's one of our fellows!" said Bart, as he saw the American uniform.
"Been out on scout duty, I suppose," remarked Billy.
Frank said nothing. His keen eyes noted the newcomer and his heart began to thump strangely.
As the soldier came nearer he took off his hat and waved it at them.
A yell of delight broke from the startled group.
"It's Tom! It's Tom! It's Tom!"