"I want it."
"Who are you?"
"Dubois."
"Ah, Dubois. What use can you have for string?"
"Let me have it and I'll soon show you."
Jacques handed the twine over to Dubois, who immediately unwound a small section of it and tested its strength.
"That is fine," he murmured approvingly. "Now for the fun."
Without waiting a moment longer he placed the ball of string in his pocket and climbed out of the trench. He did not even take his gun with him. His companions were too surprised by his strange actions to offer any objection and he had disappeared into the darkness almost before they were aware of it.
"Well," exclaimed Leon. "What do you think of that crazy man?"
"Where's he going?" asked Jacques, puzzled by the actions of his friend.