Weber presently crossed the open space, entering the
forest, and John, noiseless, retreated before him.
Thus they proceeded down the mountain until the wireless tower was left
several hundred yards behind and they were buried deep in the pine
forest. Then John stepped suddenly into the road not twenty yards before
the Alsatian and leveling his automatic said sharply:
"Hands up, Weber!"
Weber started violently and slowly raised his hands. But he said with
composure:
"Why this sudden violence, Mr. Scott?"
"Because you have been upon the wireless tower signaling to our
enemies. I've just understood everything, Weber. You're a German and not
a French spy, and you've played the traitor to Julie and Philip Lannes
and me all along."
There was enough moonlight for John to see that Weber's face was
distorted by an evil smile.
"You've been a trifle slow in discovering just what I am," he said,
calmly. "I've wondered that a young man of your perception didn't find
me out earlier."
John flushed. The Alsatian's effrontery, in truth, had been amazing and
in that perhaps lay his success--so far.
"It's true," he said, "I should have suspected you sooner, but it did
not occur to me that human nature could be so vile. To undertake such
risks and to use so much trickery and guile there must be a powerful
motive, and in your case I can't guess it.
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