"We might as well go home now, I guess," said Bob. "You don't want to see your canoe tonight, do you?"
"No," replied Hugh grimly. "I've lost all interest in canoes for the present."
They said good night to Harold and started homeward. They still felt a little shaky as a result of the bomb episode, but before long the walk and the crisp night air had refreshed them and their spirits once more revived.
"I wonder what they'll do to that German," exclaimed Bob.
"Harold said they had locked him up for over night, and I guess when they hear what he tried to do, they'll keep him longer than that."
"They'll send him to jail probably."
"I hope so," said Hugh. "Any man who would try to blow up a bridge and kill crowds of people deserves worse than jail."
"They'll give him five or ten years all right," said Bob.
"Yes, and when they try his case we'll have to act as witnesses I suppose."
"I wouldn't mind that," Bob exclaimed. "It might be a lot of fun."