"It don't look so very fine to me," replied Fritz. "We are here together, yet with nothing to eat, nothing to shoot with und nothing to go somewheres with——"
"Nothing to be hung with either. You better remember that and be happy," said Dick. "We were comfortable in the British camp, maybe, but we had a noose waiting for us sooner or later, you know."
"Und ve'll keep it vaiting already," responded Fritz, very much cheered by this viewpoint.
CHAPTER IX. IN CAMP.
"Bring those two in here," said the major to the corporal, who was holding Tom Dare and Tim.
He retired to the tent, and sat down on a small stool beside a camp table. The boys were pushed forward into the tent and stood before the British officer. There was no fear in their glances, and in fact they seemed the coolest members of the party.
"What have got to say for yourselves?" questioned the major severely.
"What have we got to say for ourselves?" repeated Tom, speaking to gain time.