"Ve know just how many," the officer added; "vell, vat you got, huh?"
At this two of the Boches proceeded to search the captives, neither of whom had anything of value or importance about them, and handed the booty to the officer.
"Vat is diss, huh?" he said, looking at a small object in his hand.
Tom's answer nearly knocked Roscoe off his feet.
"It's a compass," said he.
So Tom had had a compass with him all the time they had been discussing which was the right direction to take! Why he had not brought it out to prove the accuracy of his own contention Roscoe could not comprehend.
"A compass, huh. Vy you not use it?"
"Because I was sure I was right," said Tom.
"Always sure you are right, you Yankees! Vat?"
"Nothing," said Tom.