but I am sure that his heart is true and that he will fight to the last
for his country, as did his father before him."

"And I am sure of it, too," said Chester. "When we return to our lines we
shall make it our business to hunt him up."

And at that moment there was a hasty step outside, the door to the room
in which they were sitting was flung open, and a young man, in civilian
garb, burst in.

Mrs. Dersi was across the room in a moment, her arms wrapped about the
newcomer. Tears streamed down her face, as she repeatedly kissed the
young man, who seemed to take no great interest in the procedure.

Finally Mrs. Dersi turned to Hal and Chester.

"My son," she said proudly, "of whom I was just talking to you."

Now the newcomer freed himself from her embrace and stepped forward.

"Who are these?" he demanded, pointing to the two lads.

Mrs. Dersi explained.

"And we were just talking of you," she added; then stopped and surveyed
her son critically. "Why are you not in uniform?" she demanded.

"Why, I--I--I--" stuttered young Dersi, "I am on a scout, and it was
thought best for me not to go in uniform." He turned suddenly to Hal:
"Are you expecting any of your men here?" he demanded.