"No, for Mr. Wernberg."
"What!" exclaimed Bob, completely taken by surprise. He and Hugh looked at each other in astonishment. This was a new turn of events.
"Yes," said Heinrich. "I do some work for Mr. Wernberg; he iss a fine man too."
"What was the work?" inquired Bob. He remembered that Hugh had advised him to watch their chauffeur. He never imagined, however, that even if Heinrich was guilty he would be so bold as to confess brazenly that he was employed by a man to plot against the United States. Still, he had always suspected that poor Heinrich was not quite right in his head.
"I cannot say," said Heinrich. "The work iss secret."
"Why, Heinie," exclaimed Bob. "I never thought you would do a thing like that."
"Why not?" demanded Heinrich. "I do my work here, don't I? Why should I not make a little extra money if I can?"
"But Mr. Wernberg is a bad man."
"He iss not," Heinrich protested stoutly. "He iss one man who knows right from wrong."
Bob shook his head sorrowfully. It hurt him to discover that their chauffeur, a man he had grown up with and liked, was working hand in glove with Mr. Wernberg. He never would have believed it possible had he not heard it with his own ears from Heinrich himself. It was a great shock to him and he knew how badly his father and mother would feel. Of course he must tell his father.