The British under Hal and Captain Anderson broke from their shelter and
crossed the road to the enemy's side on a dead run, their smoking rifles
dealing out death on every hand as they advanced.

When Hal's men had attacked, Chester found it unnecessary to retreat, as
he had figured upon doing, and the rain of hail continued to pour upon
the enemy from all sides.

The British gradually closed on the enemy, fewer now by half than they
had been a few moments ago, until the circle had narrowed to within a few
yards of the enemy.

In spite of the semi-darkness the aim of the British cavalrymen had been
remarkable, and wherever and whenever a German showed himself, in nine
cases out of ten he fell to rise no more. The losses of the British had
been heavy, but not so great as those of the foe.

Now, at a command from Hal, the fire of the British ceased. Then the lad,
raising his voice to its highest pitch, shouted:

"Surrender!"




CHAPTER VIII.

THE MISSION SUCCESSFUL.