"I'd like to know why he went," said Lean. "Why was he so mysterious?"
At this moment, however, Dubois suddenly reappeared and clambered back into the trench.
"Dubois!" cried Leon eagerly. "Where have you been?"
"Over to see Fritzie," chuckled Dubois gayly. "Fritzie" was the name by which the French and English sometimes referred to the Germans.
"Are you hurt?" demanded Leon.
"Hurt?" echoed Dubois. "I never felt better."
"What have you been doing?"
"I'll show you in just a moment," and Dubois busied himself with something he held in his hands. It was too dark for his companions to make out just what he was doing.
After a few moments the reckless Frenchman turned to his friends. His preparations, whatever they were, evidently were complete.
"Now for the fun," he exclaimed. "Listen!"