"Father's the best shot in all Switzerland," piped a youthful voice.
"He can hit an apple on a tree a hundred yards away. I've seen him.
Can't you, father?"

Walter, who had run away when the fighting began, had returned on
seeing his father in the hands of the soldiers.

Gessler turned a cold eye upon him.

"Who is this?" he asked.




CHAPTER XI


"It is my son Walter, your Excellency," said Tell.

"Your son? Indeed. This is very interesting. Have you any more
children?"

"I have one other boy."

"And which of them do you love the most, eh?"

"I love them both alike, your Excellency."

"Dear me! Quite a happy family. Now, listen to me, Tell. I know you are