had the sack of grenades on his lap. Leaning out
through the window of the car he began lobbing them at the windows of
the big house. He hoped some of those he tossed would be incendiary
grenades. Arno drove parallel to the house for a short distance to give
Stan a chance with his grenades.

The car swerved as they passed the door. Stan was able to plant a
grenade into the open door and to add another before they straightened
out for the charge at the gate. They hit the pile of loose bricks lying
in the entrance and one tire exploded. The car wobbled and careened but
shoved through the opening without turning over.

As they smashed through, Stan saw flames leaping out of the doorway. A
gaping hole in the wall, revealed by the fire, showed where one grenade
had done its work. They had charged ahead only a few hundred yards and
were not clear of the driveway when they saw ahead of them a small tank
and two trucks. Men on foot swarmed beside the vehicle. With a roar the
whole driveway ahead burst into action. The careening car had been
sighted. Arno twisted the wheel and they plunged through a hedge and
down a steep bank where the car came to halt with its radiator smashed
against the trunk of a tree.

"Get the tommy-guns and grenades," Stan snapped. "Get Tony out!"

Tony was already out. "I have the wound plugged," he said in a weak
voice. "I'll manage."

"We'll help you along," Stan said. "You lead the way, Arno."

"I know best how to get out of here. I was here more than Arno," Tony
said. "I'll lead you."

"Give him a hand, Arno," Stan said. "They're coming through the hedge up
above."

Allison and Stan opened up on a group of Germans breaking through the
hedge above. Their gunfire drove the Germans back and allowed Arno and
the general time to get Tony up the bank and into the woods.

Whirling, they ran up the bank and overtook the three who were waiting
for them.

"Where to now?" Stan asked.

"We have to stay in the woods and keep moving. Near the top of the
ridge we'll find a small lake. There are a number of small huts up
there. We can hide in one of them." Arno spoke quickly.

"But they'll search every foot of the woods and every hut," Allison
objected.

"They do a very good job of hunting down escaped men," Stan agreed.

"We might fool them if we hide in the Sachetti villa. They would never
think of looking for us there," Tony said.

"An excellent idea, but how can we get in without being disco