"Hike!" cried Bob, and they set off in the direction indicated by Captain Dickerson—that strange man who had seemed so cold and reserved, and who had made so light of what he had done in saving the lives of the Khaki Boys.
"I wonder if we'll ever see him again," mused Franz, as they marched away from the burning mill.
"Somehow I have a feeling that we will," said Jimmy. And afterward he was to recall those words under strange circumstances.
And so they began what was destined to be a most perilous journey to get back to their own lines.
CHAPTER XIV
THE SENTRY
"Now, boys," said Sergeant Jimmy, when they had dipped down into a hollow among the many hills in the big valley, "we've got to have some plan of action, and some system to this. We've got to have a leader, too. Military rule must prevail, even among friends."
"You act as leader!" suggested Bob Dalton.
"That's right!" chimed in all the others.
"We'll make you captain, for the time being," added Roger.