they won't let either of us go now!"

"We'll see about that," confidently replied The Wolf. "We may have a
word or two to say in our own behalf. We'll try, anyway."

"What shall we do now?" asked Dave as he brushed a bit of dust from his
uniform. "We can't very well take French leave just now."

"We'd better report to von Liebknecht, who is in command here. He'll
be apt to make us carry garbage away from the kitchen, but we'll have
to submit to that until the opportunity for escape appears. Here he
comes now. Just keep a stiff upper lip and leave the talking to me."

But von Liebknecht spared both Jimmie and Dave the necessity of making
explanations. His men had already reported fully the attempted rescue
of their red-headed recruit by those in the aeroplane.

A sharp order was given, and instantly the boys were being escorted
toward the stables. There they were assigned to tasks under the
watchful eyes of certain soldiers, amongst whom Jimmie noted his
erstwhile friend Otto. In the hurry and excitement of breaking camp
conversation between the newly made chums was impossible.

From that moment the boys noted preparations for the departure of the
regiment. Far into the night they worked side by side with the
soldiers of the Imperial Kaiser, loading horses and various items of
baggage and supplies into a train waiting not far distant from the camp.

By the time that the last horse had been properly placed in the cars
and the last item of baggage was correctly stowed, the lads were so
weary and exhausted they were glad to lay themselves on a pile of
forage. In another moment they were both fast asleep.

Jimmie was wakened by the stopping of the train. He reached out a hand
and touched Dave on the arm. As Dave turned and was about to rise,
Jimmie slid his hands over the other's lips.

"Hush-sh-sh!" he whispered in a scarcely audible tone. "I don't know
where we are. Maybe we'll have a chance to make a getaway."

"Let's try to find out where we are," replied Dave, instantly wide
awake and using the same cautious tone employed by The Wolf.

Carefully the boys rose from their position and proceeded to a position
where they could look from the car.

"No use!" declared Jimmie as he peered forth. "They've got the track
lighted up all along the train, and there are about 'steen billion or
so of soldiers patrolling the blooming train!"

"I can count up to seventeen million myself," added Dave in the s