"
"That's true, but he's so wonderfully skillful and bold that he might
get here in some fashion. Now I think we ought to make a good search
among these ruins, Mr. Scott. It's more than likely that the Germans
have passed on, but there's a chance that they will linger. You're
armed, of course?"
"I've an automatic handy."
"So have I. Suppose we take a look in the wood here, and then we can
search among those houses on our right."
The snow and the night, now at hand, biding them, they entered the
little wood with confidence that they would fall into no trap. But it
was empty, and returning to the edge of the town, they scouted
cautiously all the way around it, finding no sign of either a friend or
an enemy.
"We alone hold Chastel," said John, "and I think we'd better go back to
the Hotel de l'Europe. I've been away a full two hours and Mademoiselle
Lannes may be worried about my long absence, not about me personally,
but because of what it might possibly signify."
"That's our obvious course," said Weber, "and as I've registered I'll
sleep at the hotel also."
"You'll certainly be welcome," said John, as he led the way back to the
Hotel de l'Europe. But as they were on the far side of the town, and the
snow had grown deeper, it took them another half-hour to reach the
building.
They stood just inside the door, brushing off the snow and shaking
themselves.
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