"It surely is tough luck!" exclaimed Joe.
They saw a sentry on guard, for this place was far enough from the lines of both forces to obviate the use of trenches.
"What are you looking for, Buddies?" asked the soldier, who knew the moving picture boys.
"Some valuable army films," explained Blake, giving the details. "They're very rare, and we'll probably never get any others like them."
"Did you leave them here?"
"Right around here," answered Joe. "I think just near this pile of rocks," and he indicated the spot he meant.
"Say, now," exclaimed the American private, "I wouldn't be surprised but what those two fellows took 'em!"
"What two fellows?" cried Blake.
"Why, just as I was coming on duty here I saw two fellows, one dressed as a German soldier and the other in a blue uniform, walking around here. I thought they were up to no good, so I took a couple of shots at 'em. I don't believe I hit either of 'em, but I came so near that I made 'em jump. And then, just before they ran away, across No Man's Land, I saw them stoop down and pick up something that looked like boxes. I thought they might be something they had lost in the fight the other day, for the scrap went back and forth over this section. But now, come to think of it, they might have been boxes of your films."
"I believe they were!" cried Blake.