him, had waited in vain for something to turn up, and long after
the time set for the meeting had commenced watching for his
brother. Something, he felt sure, had happened in some other
part of the grounds. He was strangely uneasy. A great desire to
find Porky came over him. He walked down the road, leading from
the great upper camp, and stood looking in every direction.
watching for his brother.

As he looked, a familiar car swept past him an and stopped. It
was the Colonel's car, and Colonel Bright himself leaned out and
beckoned him. Beany ran to the machine and saluted.

"Hop in, hop in!" said the Colonel. "I don't know which one you
are but I want to talk to you. Go on, Sergeant," and the car
leaped forward.

"You or your brother said something about a hunch. Never mind
which one, I'll bet you both think alike. Now I want to know all
about it. What's that hunch all about?"

Beany was silent.

"Come on, I'm listening," he said, urging the boy to words.

Beany looked up into the strong, rugged face and studied the
keen, kind, twinkling eyes that made the Colonel the best loved
man in the American army, then leaned close to the Colonel, and
told him of the two men at the ice-cream stand, and then, going
back, he told of their recognition of the captain as the man who
had driven the car at the Troop D Farm. The Colonel listened,