"Advance, and hold up your hands above your heads!" he ordered.—[Page 149].
CHAPTER XIV.
THE FIELD HOSPITAL.
"We are friends, three American boys only!"
Very often Rob had practiced his French so as to get this explanation correct. If his accent happened to be altogether wrong, what he said could be understood, and that was the main thing.
Apparently, what he had called out must have surprised the Belgian officer in charge of the detachment, for he could be heard exchanging comments with someone else. Then he spoke aloud again.
"Advance, and hold up your hands above your heads!" he ordered.
Rob understood the words, but of course his chums could not; so the first thing he did was to elevate both hands as high as he could, and say to them: