“Great! But the German?” Jack asked.
“That’s what you’ve got to find out right now. It’s not far. We’ll be there in ten minutes—I mean to the ridge—looking down on the plane.”
“And then?” Jack caught his breath.
“Then we can decide what is to be done.”
After that they walked on in silence. Only once Jack whispered, “Listen!”
They stood still listening.
“What was it?” she whispered.
“I thought I heard a motor, not like a plane motor, but one on a boat. Guess I was mistaken.”
Once again they moved forward in the growing dusk.