The Boy Allies in the Baltic; Or, Through Fields of Ice to Aid the Czar — John Shaqi
The Boy Allies in the Baltic; Or, Through Fields of Ice to Aid the CzarHayes, Clair W. (Clair Wallace)
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The Boy Allies in the Baltic; Or, Through Fields of Ice to Aid the Czar
Hayes, Clair W. (Clair Wallace)
World War, 1914-1918 -- Baltic Sea -- Juvenile fiction; World War, 1914-1918 -- Naval operations -- Juvenile fiction
She said it gravely and there could be no mistaking her earnestness.
Frank bowed his head in reply; for there was nothing he could say.
Several times more they whirled about the room; and then Frank bethought
himself to ask the girl who she was.
"Will you tell me your name?" he asked. "I am Lieutenant Chadwick of His
British Majesty's service."
The girl smiled and would have replied, but at that moment the music
ceased. Frank offered her his arm and led her back to her seat and there
was no further opportunity for the girl to reply to the lad's last
question. As she resumed her seat, Frank bowed once more, then turned on
his heel and strode back to his own table, where Lord Hastings and Jack
were awaiting him eagerly.
"Well, fair charmer," Jack greeted him. "How----"
Frank silenced his chum with a gesture.
"This is a serious business," he said quietly and told the others what
the girl had said.
"And you admitted it?" exclaimed Jack in a subdued voice. "She'll tell
every German in forty miles."
"No, she won't," declared Frank. "She was telling the truth."
Jack laughed aloud.
"Of all the credulous----" he began.
"Look here. I tell you she was telling the truth," declared Frank
angrily.
Again Jack laughed and Frank was about to make another angry remark when
Lord Hastings interfered.
"Perhaps Frank is right," he said quietly. "At all events, it is nothing
for you two to fight about."
"We're not fighting, sir," said Jack. "But the idea----"
"The idea nothing!" Frank broke in. "I guess I know what I am talking
about. I danced with her, didn't I? You didn't."
"Ha! ha!" said Jack. "You see, sir, he brags about it. She's fooled him,
all right."
"Don't you believe it, sir," declared Frank. "I tell you, sir, the girl
was telling me the truth. Why, sir, you have only to look at her----"
"Now we have it, sir," exclaimed Jack. "That's it. You have only to look
at her. Ha! ha!"
"I tell you----" Frank began angrily again.
Jack made his chum a bow across the table.
"You are right," he said with a superior air that only angered Frank the
more. "She told you the truth."
"Enough of this," interposed Lord Hastings. "No matter whether she told
the truth or not, we are in danger. If she didn't tell the truth we are
likely to be set upon at any moment and if she did the German officer
probably will make trouble. The best thing we can do is get out of
here."
He signaled the waiter and paid the check.
"Come," he said and got to his feet.
The waiter brought their hats and cloaks and Lord Hastings moved toward
the door. Jack followed him and Frank came last.
On the way to the door it was necessary to pass the table at which the
German officer and his companions were seated. Lord Hastings walked by
without a glance, as did Jack. Frank would have followed, but the German
suddenly jumped to his feet and confronted him with an imprecation.
"Stand aside," said Frank quietly.
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