about in every direction
as if searching for the owners. Seeing no one, he gave it a kick and
passed on. They watched him, not daring to move until he turned toward
the river and was out of sight. Later they saw a boat come from the
shelter of some bushes on the bank, and slip quietly down the stream
with the man in it.

When they dared move once more they crawled out from under the straw,
and Pierrette said, "Well, what do you think of that?"

"Think!" Pierre said, choking with wrath. "I think he's a miserable dog
of a spy! They are both spies! And they are going to try to blow up the
whole camp! You come along with me." He seized Pierrette by the hand,
and the two flew over the wet meadow toward the distant camp.

"Whatever should we do if we met that soldier?" gasped Pierrette,
breathless with running and excitement.

"Look stupid," said Pierre promptly. "He didn't see us, and he'd never
dream we had seen him; but, by our blessed Saint Jeanne, this is where
I get even with the Germans! Let's find Jim and Uncle Sam."

Reveille was just sounding as they entered the camp and presented
themselves at the door of Uncle Sam's tent. During the weeks that had
elapsed since their arrival in France, Jim and Uncle Sam had acquired a
fair working knowledge of the language, and, though it still remained a
queer mixture of French and English, they and the children managed to
understand each other very well.

"Bonjour, kids!" cried Uncle Sam in astonishment, when he saw the two
children at the tent door. "What on earth are you doing here? Don't you
know visitors are not expected in camp at this hour?"

"Sh--sh!" said Pierre, laying his finger on his lips. "Nobody must see
us! We have important news!"

Uncle Sam sat up in bed. "Why, I believe you have," he said, looking
attentively at their pale faces. "Just wait a minute while I get my
clothes on. Here, you--Jim," he added, poking a recumbent figure in the
adjoining cot. "Roll out! It's reveille!"

Jim sat up at once and rubbed his eyes, and, after a hurried
consultation, the two men turned the two children with their faces to
the wall in one corner of the tent, while they made a hasty toilet in
the other.

"Now, then, out with it," said Uncle Sam a few moments later. "Que
vooly-voo? What's up?"

Jim sat down beside him on the edge of the cot, and the two men
listened in amazement to the story the two children had to tell. When
they had finished, Uncle Sam wasted no w