"That other fellow is probably bent on mischief," said Hal to himself,
"but we'll have to take a chance. Cover 'em" he ordered McKenzie,
"while I get their guns!"

Hal advanced to the side of the car and deprived the two Germans of
their revolvers. Then he climbed in and motioned the Germans to get
out. After that he bent over the still form in the bottom of the car.
It was Chester.

"Keep those fellows covered, McKenzie," he warned. "Don't let them
move. One of them may have the list."

The Germans made no move under the muzzle of McKenzie's gun, held in a
steady hand.

Hal lifted Chester's head to his knee. As he did so there was a sharp
report from nearby, quickly followed by a second, and Hal felt a slight
pain in his left arm.

He dropped Chester's head and leaped to the ground.

"That's the man who escaped," he said. "I'll have to get him,
McKenzie. You watch, these fellows closely."

"It's all right, Hal," came a voice from the lads own car. "I got
him!"

It was the voice of Stubbs, and the little man now came forward.