“You don’t mean to insinuate—­”

“That you are aiding the Kaiser?” Stubbs broke in.  “I guess not.  But you know as well as I do that with you here something is sure to go wrong.  No sir.  You’ve got to go back to the old U.S.A. and you’re going to go if it lies in my power to get you there.”

“By Jove!” said Chester, suddenly.  “I know the answer.”

“Well, you’re a good guesser if you do,” said Hal, dryly.  “Let’s hear it.”

“Uncle John is the answer,” declared Chester.  “In some manner he has learned we are here; he has come up from Italy and bribed Stubbs to get us sent home.”

“By Jove!” exclaimed Hal.  “Is that it, Stubbs?”

Stubbs grinned at them.

“Come,” he said, “I’m too old to be fooled with such innocence as that.  You know what you’re here for and that’s all there is about it.  Now I’m going to arrange for your removal.”

“Stubbs,” said Hal, quietly, “I wonder if you could guess what I think of you?”

“I’m afraid I could,” returned the little man seriously.  “But now let me ask you something.  Do you remember, not so many nights ago, that I told you both that if ever you found me doing something you didn’t approve of, I would be doing it for your own good—­because I am fond of you?  Do you remember that?”

“You bet I remember it,” declared Hal; “and all I’ve got to say is that if you call this thing for our own good you’re mightily mistaken.  If we don’t report to General Petain to-morrow morning we’re likely to be court martialed.”

“Oh, no, you’re not,” said Stubbs.

“Oh, yes we are.”

“I say you’re not.”

“Say,” said Hal, “you talk like you knew something about it.”

“I do,” returned Stubbs.

“Well, Stubbs,” interposed Chester, “if you are bent on showing your fondness for us in this manner all right; but I want to say that, for my part, you can take all your affection and go hang with it.”

“Same here,” growled Hal.

“I’m sorry you feel that way about it, boys,” said Stubbs, seriously, “but I know that some time you will forgive me.  Of course, you are angry now because I have spoiled your plans, but some time you will overlook it.”

“But where do you come in for all this fairy godfather stuff, Stubbs?” demanded Chester.  “What iron have you in the fire?  You’ve got some reason besides just trying to keep us out of trouble, now haven’t you?”

“Why, yes, I have,” was Stubbs’ quiet reply.

“I thought so.  Would you mind telling me what it is?”

“I’ve already told you.  I want to see the Kaiser properly licked.”

Chester was about to make an angry retort; then changed his mind and gave a snort of pure disgust.

“Stubbs,” said Hal, “I know what it’s all about.  If I ask you a question will you answer it?”

“Depends on the question,” was the reply.  “Let’s hear it.”