"Not if I know it," thought Dick.
Then when things had quieted down again, he called to Fritz softly through the window. The German boy got up from the couch on which he was lying and looked out cautiously. He almost shouted when he distinguished his friend in the semi-darkness.
"Are you badly hurt, Fritz?" asked Dick anxiously.
"Nein," was the answer, "dot fool saddle slipped the horse off and me and mine horse went mit it the dust into."
"Good," ejaculated Dick, "I'm glad it's no worse. Now how about getting out?"
"Dere iss a chimney big enough," said Fritz, "and the door is only barred on the other side, but there is a soldier there."
"The chimney, then," said Dick, "for we can't get past the guard at the door. Why haven't you escaped before this?"
"Vell, I fell asleep ven they put me in here, and you voke me up just now," confessed Fritz, sheepishly.
"Up the chimney now, quick," ordered Dick, "and be quiet, too."
Fritz disappeared, and after quite an interval Dick saw his stout comrade laboriously climbing over the top of the structure. But Dick wasn't alone in this strange sight. One of the soldiers saw him too, and, yelling out the alarm, sprang for his gun just as Fritz jumped to the ground. Dick leading, both started running through the woods.