"He said he'd keep watch of Heinie, and no doubt he has. He expected we'd do as well for Lena. We'd better go down and see him about it."
"Let me read this paper first," said Hugh. He once again started to unfold the crumpled sheet that Bob had stolen from Lena.
"You can't read it."
"Why not?"
"Try and see."
Hugh unfolded the paper and gave it one look. "Why it's written in
German," he exclaimed in surprise.
"I know it is; that's why I said you couldn't read it."
"We must get it translated."
"Let's take it down to the factory. We can get Karl Hoffmann to tell us what it says."
Without further ado they set out. They walked swiftly and exchanged but few words, for they were both occupied with their own thoughts; a feeling that something was hanging over their heads oppressed the two boys. The country was at war and plotters and spies were abroad in the land. The events of the last two days had convinced them that High Ridge had its share of mischief makers, and they felt sure that that very night a blow would be struck.