“Yes, sir.”  And the young captain recounted his first meeting with Hal and Chester and their subsequent adventures.  Concluding, he said: 

“And I wish to say, sir, that two braver and more resourceful lads it has never been my fortune to encounter.”

“Very well, then,” said the general.  “They are free.  I leave them in your charge, captain.”

The captain and the two boys left the hut.

“I will take you to my quarters,” said the captain, leading the way.

In the captain’s hut, seated on a camp-stool, Hal demanded: 

“How did you escape?  I was sure you and Lieutenant Anderson were doomed to die.  And where is the lieutenant?”

“He has returned to England,” replied the captain, answering the last question first.  “But my story can wait.  Tell me about yourselves.”

Chester related their experiences after the four had been separated.

“You are certainly a pair of wonderful youngsters,” remarked the captain, when Chester had concluded.

“But how did you escape?” demanded Hal again.

“Practically the same as you did,” replied the captain.  “Airship.  Believing that we could not possibly escape, we were left too loosely guarded.  Condemned to be shot as spies, we were placed under guard near one of the outposts.

“It was along in the evening that an airship descended within a few yards of us.  It had been disabled, and the aviator had alighted to make repairs.  When the aviator had thoroughly overhauled the machine, he made his way to the quarters of the commanding general to report.

“As I said, our hut was but a short distance away, and, believing there could be no possibility of our escape, our guards had relaxed their vigilance.  Anderson and I stepped to the entrance and looked out.  The guards paid no attention.

“Suddenly Anderson shouted:  ‘Come on!’ and we went.  There was no one about the machine, and we started it quickly.  But, just as the machine was skimming over the ground, the guards noticed our absence, and, running to the open, took a shot at us.

“I had taken the aviator’s place, having had some experience with aeroplanes.  Anderson was winged at the first shot, but was not badly wounded.  By the time the second volley was fired we were high in the air, and the rapidity with which we traveled made accurate shooting impossible.  We reached the Belgian frontier without trouble.”

“But how does it happen you have not returned to France?” asked Chester.

“When I arrived at Liege I communicated with my government, and was ordered to remain here.  I am attached to the Royal French Lancers, the only body of French troops yet in Belgium.  The Lancers were ordered here immediately war was declared, to help check the advance of the invader.”

“I suppose the best thing for us to do,” said Hal, “is to go on to Brussels and try and find mother.”