“Of course it would,” Max said. “But this whole operation is dangerous. If it doesn’t work it means I get caught, that’s all. But if it does work, we’ll get our dynamite in place. We can figure out exactly what to do, all right.”
“Maybe so,” Dick said. “At least it’s an idea. What do you think of it, Scotti?”
The lieutenant shrugged his shoulders as if to say he did not know. Then he spoke.
“Depends on rank of officer in charge of guards at dam,” he said haltingly. “Also on rank of uniform Max would wear. He must be able to awe everyone at dam completely so they do not question his word at all.”
“Well, we can find out about that after the dam is sabotaged,” Dick said. “Tomaso will be able to tell us the details about the guard there the next day. And he’ll be the one to get us the uniform. We can tell him to try to get a good one.”
“Suggest you ask him to do that,” Scotti said. “Then Max will have uniform if we can think of no other solution.”
“If I Could Only Get a German’s Uniform!”