"Maybe a machine-gun yet we could shoot," suggested Iggy. "One only
was bust by your grenade, Jimmy. Maybe one iss--"

"By Jove! He's right!" cried Jimmy. "I never thought of that. If worst
comes to worst we may, for a short time, turn the German's own gun on
'em. Come on and we'll take a look."

To the delight of the Khaki Boys the second machine-gun was in good
order, and there was considerable ammunition left.

"But can we work it?" asked Bob.

"Let me take a look," suggested Franz. "I saw something of 'em when
they had me a prisoner."

"Something good may come of that, after all," cried Jimmy. "Here you
go, Schnitz, take a look."

This Franz did, and presently reported that there was no reason why
they should not work the German gun. Accordingly it was freed from the
dead Huns about it, and the ammunition was overhauled. There was also
some ammunition for the German rifles that had fallen from the
dead hands of their owners, and this, together with the guns, was
collected.

In addition to this the lads had a few rounds left for their own
rifles, though, as Roger had said there was very little available.
They had fired fast and fiercely in the rush on the old mill.

"Let's look around and see if the Huns had any food they didn't