d Hal,
Instead of attending to the wounded as he should have done, he raised an
alarm. Immediately a troop of horsemen dashed after me. I managed to
reach a little woods directly ahead of me in safety and climbed up a
tree. The Germans were unable to find me, so when night came I descended
from my perch and continued my journey. "Soon after daylight I came upon
a house, where I asked for food. I still wore the German surgeon's
uniform, and here this worked to my disadvantage." "How was that?" asked
Chester. "It seems that the family were Belgians, and I hadn't thought
of that. They gave me food and drink all right, but they spilled a
little drug of some kind in the drink. The next thing I knew I was bound
and gagged and was looking down the muzzle of a revolver held by a
ferocious-looking Belgian peasant. He informed me my time had come. I
told him I was English, and explained my capture and escape. He listened
patiently, but when I finished he informed me that he wasn't going to
take any chances. I had just five minutes to live, he said." "Great
Scott!" cried Hal. "That was pretty close. How did you escape?" "More by
good luck than anything else," was the reply. "There was some kind of a
noise behind the peasant and he turned to investigate. At that moment I
kicked out with my foot and the toe of my boot caught him squarely under
the chin. He went down with a thump. I don't know whether I killed him
or not." "But how did you free your hands?" asked Hal. "Well, I had
quite a little trouble, but I managed to drag my chair over to the fire,
and held my hands over the blaze until the cord was bu
d Hal,
Instead of attending to the wounded as he should have done, he raised an
alarm. Immediately a troop of horsemen dashed after me. I managed to
reach a little woods directly ahead of me in safety and climbed up a
tree. The Germans were unable to find me, so when night came I descended
from my perch and continued my journey. "Soon after daylight I came upon
a house, where I asked for food. I still wore the German surgeon's
uniform, and here this worked to my disadvantage." "How was that?" asked
Chester. "It seems that the family were Belgians, and I hadn't thought
of that. They gave me food and drink all right, but they spilled a
little drug of some kind in the drink. The next thing I knew I was bound
and gagged and was looking down the muzzle of a revolver held by a
ferocious-looking Belgian peasant. He informed me my time had come. I
told him I was English, and explained my capture and escape. He listened
patiently, but when I finished he informed me that he wasn't going to
take any chances. I had just five minutes to live, he said." "Great
Scott!" cried Hal. "That was pretty close. How did you escape?" "More by
good luck than anything else," was the reply. "There was some kind of a
noise behind the peasant and he turned to investigate. At that moment I
kicked out with my foot and the toe of my boot caught him squarely under
the chin. He went down with a thump. I don't know whether I killed him
or not." "But how did you free your hands?" asked Hal. "Well, I had
quite a little trouble, but I managed to drag my chair over to the fire,
and held my hands over the blaze until the cord was bu