"Good. I'll turn this man over to you. You may do as you please with him.
I see he is a friend of yours."

"Yes, sir," returned Hal. "He's a good friend of ours, sir. He's rendered
us several valuable services. Also, sir, he is to be trusted. He will
seek to send out no information which you desire suppressed."

"I never heard of one like that," said the general.

"He's the only one in captivity, sir. His name is Stubbs, sir, of the New
York _Gazette_"

"His name will be Mudd, sir, if he doesn't conduct himself properly while
within my lines," declared General Petain. "Take him with you. Find
Lieutenant Maussapant and tell him to find quarters for you. Report to me
at midnight. I probably shall have work for you."

The lads saluted and made their way from the tent. Stubbs followed them.
Chester glanced at his watch.

"Great Scott!" he ejaculated. "I had no idea it was so late."

"How late?" asked Chester.

"Ten-thirty."

"Nor I," said Chester. "Where do you suppose we are going to find
Maussapant?"