Hal, who stood ten feet away.

"I'm next," said Nellie, taking her place behind "the guns."

Nellie swung her arm and down came the fort!

"Oh my!" called Freddie, "you've knocked down the whole gun wall.
You'll have to be---"

"Court-martialed," said Hal, helping Freddie out with his war terms.

"She's a prisoner of war," announced Bert, getting hold of Nellie, who
dropped her head and acted like someone in real distress. Just as if
it were all true, Nan and Dorothy stood by, wringing their hands, in
horror, while the boys brought the poor prisoner to the frontier,
bound her hands with a piece of cord, and stood her up against an
abandoned umbrella pole.

Hal acted as judge.

"Have you anything to say why sentence should not be pronounced upon
you?" he asked in a severe voice.

"I have," sighed Nellie. "I did not intend to betray my country. The
enemy caused the--the--downfall of Quebec," she stammered, just
because the name of that place happened to come to her lips.

"Who is her counsel?" asked the Judge.

"Your honor," spoke up Dorothy, "this soldier has done good service.