hear from my father. He will know. And when he learns that you are here,
he will be able to protect you in some fashion."

"But how are you going to hear from him here?"

"That's a secret--yet! But there's a way, never fear. A way that the
Germans don't suspect, and won't be able to interfere with. Tell me,
Fred. If it is safe for you to go back into Russia, will you stand by
me? Or would you rather take your chance of going home through Germany?
I'm a Boy Scout, and we have known for a long time some of the work we
would have to do if war came."

"I'm with Russia, even if America stays out," said Fred, with instant
decision. "Blood's thicker than water--you know the old saying. And I am
half a Russian. If there's any way that I can help, you can count me in.
I'm a Boy Scout, too, when it comes to that. I didn't know there were
any in Russia, though."

"There are. They're all over Europe now, you know. Well, we'll see.
What's this?"

A servant had entered.

"There is a man who would see you, Boris Petrovitch," he said, using the
familiar address of Russian servants.




CHAPTER V