"I've got to be going now," he announced.

"Well, you're not going to go until you tell me what all this foolishness
is about," declared Hal.

"Foolishness?"

"Yes, foolishness. You can't deny, can you, that you told us the other
night you had unearthed a conspiracy of some kind?"

"I can," said Stubbs, "but I won't. It's my belief that there is
something wrong with both of you. What would I know about a conspiracy?"

"That's what I would like to know," returned Chester, from his cot.
"If you won't tell us, I've a notion to tell General Petain what
you told us."

"I wouldn't if I were you," said Stubbs. "It wouldn't do you any
good. He probably would think your wound had affected your mind.
That's what I think."

"Oh, no you don't," said Hal. "You are just trying to keep the thing to
yourself, whatever it is. Maybe you're going to slip it by the censor to
the _Gazette_, eh?"

Stubbs made no reply.

"If I thought that, I would tell General Petain," declared Chester.

"It must be a great thing to have such imaginations," said Stubbs with