CHAPTER XXIII
FLYING
"You know I don't think much of these contraptions," said Stubbs.
With Hal and Chester he was flying aloft in a large army biplane. Thelittle war correspondent had climbed into the machine with the sametrepidation he always manifested when about to ascend into the air, buthe had not spoken until the machine was a full half mile aloft and Halhad sent it moving swiftly toward the distant German lines.
"Just sit tight and you will be all right," Chester replied.
"Never fear, I'll sit tight," returned Stubbs and became silent.
It was very dark aloft. Because he feared he might encounter an air craftof the enemy, Hal had not turned on the searchlight with which themachine was equipped. He had taken his bearings before making a start andwas now trusting to his judgment of distances to guide him to the spot hehad selected to return to the ground.
This point, which Hal and Chester had decided upon after somedeliberation, was well behind the most advanced German lines. Accordingto Hal's calculations, it was possible that at the place selected therewould be few German troops. He had figured to descend between the Germanlines. Under the cover of darkness he felt there was little to fearshould they avoid all enemy aircraft.
Accordingly, it was about an hour later when Hal reduced the speed of thebiplane and then shut off the motor altogether. A moment later themachine began to glide slowly to earth.
Chester, peering over the side of the aeroplane, was the first to see theground below.
"Land below!" he called to Hal.
"Anything in sight?" asked Hal.
"Not a thing. Coast seems to be perfectly clear. Trees near, too; so wecan hide the plane, if you go almost straight down."
Hal followed directions and a moment later the biplane came to rest uponthe ground as lightly as a bird.
Hal, Chester and Stubbs climbed out quickly.
"Guess we had better run the machine back among the trees," said Hal."Lend me a hand here."
It was the work of but a few moments. Hal walked some distance away andsurveyed the spot where the machine had been rolled. He walked around iton all sides.
"O.K.," he said. "You wouldn't know it was there unless you happened tobe looking for it."
"Well, what now?" asked Chester.
"Guess we had better don those German uniforms and prowl about a bit."
"Snoop, eh," said Stubbs.
"Now look here, Stubbs," said Hal, "you just keep quiet and get into thisuniform we brought along for you."
Mumbling to himself, Stubbs obeyed.
Arrayed in the German uniforms--the attire of lieutenants--the threeadvanced toward where they felt sure the main German entrenchments mustbe. Hal glanced at his watch in the moonlight.
"Ten o'clock," he said. "Within three hours we should have learned all weneed to. As soon as we reach the German lines we shall separate. We'llmeet here again at two o'clock. Is that satisfactory?"
"Suits me," said Chester.
"Want to lose me, do you?" grumbled Stubbs. "Never mind, though. I'll behere by the time you are."
"Pick up every scrap of information possible," Hal enjoined hiscompanions. "Don't take the trouble to write it down. Just impress it onyour memory."
The others nodded their understanding.
The three came now upon a light in the distance.
"Germans ahead, I guess," Chester whispered. "Careful and let all furtherconversation be in German."
The lad was right. Advancing two hundred yards farther, the three friendscame upon the outlying sections of the big German camp. Sentinels movedabout in the darkness, their forms lighted up now and then by the flareof campfires--for the night was very cold.
Once they were challenged by a sentry, but when the man looked at theiruniforms in the moonlight, he lowered his rifle and passed on.
"I'll go straight ahead," said Chester in a low voice. "Hal, you go northand let Stubbs go south."
And thus it was arranged without further talk. The three friendsseparated.
Walking between the rows of German tents, Chester, after perhaps half anhour, was arrested by the sound of voices in a tent that seemed, in thedarkness, to be much larger than the ones which surrounded it. He pausedand listened attentively.
"Then everything is in readiness," came a voice.
"Everything. When the French see that we have weakened our lines on theleft wing, they naturally will press forward in masses. The pressure onthe right wing probably will be lessened. Also in the center. GeneralPetain, in all probabilities, will seek to take advantage of what he willbelieve is our carelessness."
"And then?" asked the first voice.
"Why, then we shall push forward in the center and on the right,leaving enough men on the left to make a show of force. Taken at adisadvantage, the French will be cut off on our left, and our center,sweeping around, suddenly, will envelop them. As I estimate it, theFrench wing, which will be thus enveloped, will be 100,000 strong. Itwill be a telling blow."
Chester, while this conversation was in progress, had shrunk close upagainst the tent. Now, thinking to gain a view of the occupants, hedrew his knife from his pocket and made a little slit in the canvas.To this opening he applied his eye; and then gave an exclamation underhis breath.
In the center of the group of officers in the tent was none other thanthe German Crown Prince, the directing head of the German attack onVerdun, and son of the Emperor himself.
The conversation continued and the lad stored up mentally the knowledgehe gained by listening to the conversation.
The gathering within now seemed about to break up; but Chester delayed inhis precarious position, thinking to gather every possible iota ofinformation. And this almost proved his undoing.
Although Chester did not know it, one of the German officers had, forsome moments, been gazing at the little slit in the tent made by thepoint of Chester's knife. Now, with a murmured apology to the otherofficers, he strode from the tent. Chester still had his eyes glued tothe opening and did not hear soft footsteps behind him.
A harsh voice sounded in the lad's ear.
"Get up from there!"
Chester did not lose his nerve, although he realized immediately that hewas in a ticklish position, indeed. His hand reached for his pocket as herose slowly to his feet.
But one glance at the figure that confronted him told the lad that itwould be useless for him to attempt to draw his revolver; for theGerman held a pistol in a steady hand and it was levelled straight atChester's head.
"What are you doing here?" was the officer's next question.
"Why, I heard voices," said Chester, "and I thought I would see what wasgoing on."
"Curiosity has got a man into trouble many a time," said the Germanquietly. "March on ahead of me."
There was nothing for it but to obey. Under the muzzle of the Germanofficer's revolver, Chester was marched around to the front of the tentand then inside.
"Hello!" It was the Crown Prince who spoke. "What have we here?"
"I caught this man eavesdropping outside the tent," replied the man whohad captured Chester.
"So!" said the Crown Prince in an angry tone. He whirled upon Chester."And what were you doing there, sir?" he asked.
"I--why, I--" Chester stammered.
The lad was thankful in that minute for his German uniform; though heknew it probably would go hard with him anyhow, he believed that the factthat he was, ostensibly, a German lieutenant would give him more time;possibly it would give Hal enough time to find and rescue him. At least,it would preclude a search for more possible French spies.
"To what regiment are you attached?" asked the Crown Prince.
Chester took a long chance.
"Fortieth Hussars, sir," he replied quietly.
"Then what are you doing here?" demanded the Crown Prince, but continuedwithout giving Chester time to reply: "Surely you know the penalty ofsuch actions?"
"All I can say, sir," the lad de
clared, "is that my curiosityovercame me."
For a moment it seemed that the face of the Crown Prince softened. Thenit became stern again.
"I can see that you are little more than a boy," he said, "but that is noexcuse. You are a soldier and you know a soldier's duty. That is notprying into the business of your superiors." He turned to the group ofofficers. "What do you say, sirs," he said, "shall I have this man courtmartialed, or shall I have him returned to his regiment with a warning?"
But there was no mercy on the faces of the others and Chesterrealized it.
"He should be court martialed and shot," said one.
"I agree with you," said another.
"I'm not so sure," said the Crown Prince. "The lad is young. How do Iknow what I would have done in his place? No; I am tempted to have himreturned to his regiment and placed under arrest indefinitely."
"Lieutenant Hollsein, I shall leave this man in your charge. See that heis returned to his regiment immediately."
Chester breathed a sigh of relief. He realized that he was still in aperilous situation, for when he should be taken to the commander of theFortieth Hussars, his deception must be learned. But at least it gave himmore time.
But Chester's sigh of relief came too soon.
"Hold on!" said one of the German officers. "This man is no German!"