"Bring him in," growled Major Hoffer.
{Illustration: "'GOOD HEAVENS! IT'S OLD SLOGGER.'" [p. 325.}
The next instant a gaunt, jaundiced-featured man was unceremoniously bundled into the room. In spite of his rags, his bent shoulders, and emaciated limbs he bore himself proudly, almost disdainfully, ready to meet whatever the fates doled out with the fortitude of a British officer.
"Good heavens!" exclaimed the bogus baron, in his unbounded astonishment completely forgetting his "Kopenick stunt." "It's old Slogger!"
CHAPTER XXX
COMRADES IN A STRANGE LAND
"WHAT did you say, baron?" asked Major Karl Hoffer.