While the three young fellows were engrossed in the discussion of their plans, there came to their ears the sound of horses in motion. They were passing under their window and drew the boys' attention outside.
"Our mounts," shouted Dick.
"Our mounds ver?" asked Fritz in a puzzled tone.
"You wait here Fritz and I'll bring them up," said Dick, laughing as he and Tom hurried from the room.
They met the cavalry troopers leading two horses. At the entrance to the barn they made a careful examination of the animals by lamplight.
"A fine pair of horses," said Dick.
"Seem pretty wiry," ventured Tom, and then looking about he added: "Wonder what happened to Fritz?"
"We'll see about that," replied Dick, giving his new possession a final and parting pat. They retraced their steps and reaching the front of the house collided with Fritz. He had just ventured forth in an effort to find out what the others were doing.
"Your horse doesn't care to go up to see you tonight, Fritz," said Dick in an apologetic tone.
"Horse?" echoed Fritz.