The Boy Allies with Marshal Foch; or, The Closing Days of the Great World WarHayes, Clair W. (Clair Wallace)
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The Boy Allies with Marshal Foch; or, The Closing Days of the Great World War
Hayes, Clair W. (Clair Wallace)
World War, 1914-1918 -- Juvenile fiction
"Come, come, Stubbs," said Chester: "and you, too, Hal. We’re in a
ticklish position and there is no time for foolishness. What are you
doing here, Stubbs?"
"Well," said Stubbs, "I’ll tell you; but as you’ll have to spend the
night here, make yourselves comfortable. Sit down."
*CHAPTER IV*
*CHESTER IS INDISCREET*
"First," Stubbs began, when the boys had pulled their chairs close to
his bed and he had propped himself up with a pair of pillows, "first I
want to know what you mean, Chester, by jumping me the way you did a few
minutes ago?"
"Well," said Chester, "you had a pair of guns wabbling in your hands and
I was afraid one might accidentally go off. Safety first, Mr. Stubbs."
"That sounds all right," was Stubbs’ dry comment, "or rather, I should
say, it would sound all right if I didn’t know you so well. It’s my
candid opinion you just jumped me because a good opportunity presented
itself."
"Come, Mr. Stubbs," said Chester, "you know I wouldn’t——"
"Oh, I do, do I?" exclaimed Stubbs sarcastically. "I know all about you,
Chester, you can bet on that."
"Then maybe you can tell me what Hal and I are doing here," replied
Chester.
"No, I can’t do that exactly, but its a safe assertion that you are up
to your old snooping tricks again."
"Then why are you here, Mr. Stubbs?" Chester wanted to know.
Stubbs smiled wryly.
"I guess you have me there, my boy," he said good-naturedly. "I’m here
to snoop a little myself."
"As I thought," Hal put in. "By any chance, Mr. Stubbs, have you heard
rumors that Austria has or is about to sue for peace?"
Stubbs sat up straight in bed.
"Now where did you get that idea?" he demanded.
"Because we’re here in an attempt to verify that rumor," was Hal’s
reply.
Stubbs sighed.
"Well, there is no use trying to conceal my mission," he said; "and yet
I was in hopes I was the possessor of information that would give me a
’scoop’ for my paper; or an exclusive ’beat,’ if you like that better."
"But surely you didn’t hope to have such information if it were not
known to the military authorities," protested Chester.
"And why didn’t I?" demanded Stubbs, with some heat. "Let me tell you
something, my boy. It’s no infrequent thing for a newspaper man to gain
knowledge of a certain thing long before it comes to the ears of the
proper authorities."
"Then it is up to you to acquaint the proper authorities with your
information," said Hal.
"Not a bit of it. Not a bit of it. My duty is to get the facts to my
paper ahead of the correspondents of the other papers. That’s what I’m
paid for; and you can bet I’ll do it if I get a chance."
"That’s all beside the question right now, Mr. Stubbs," said Chester.
"It seems that you are here on a mission similar to ours. Now the
question is, shall we join forces or shall we work separately?"
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