"But I’ll be where I can get it on the cables ahead of some of the rest of ’em," said Stubbs with a grin. "Also, I’ll get word in Versailles as soon as the fellows get it here, or wherever the thing is pulled off. I’ve seen to that." "I get you, Mr. Stubbs," said Hal. "Now take my advice and wait until you are sure of your facts before you do anything rash." "I wasn’t born yesterday," said Stubbs with another grin. "I’ll flash the word when the time comes, not before." "Sorry we can’t help you a little bit, Mr. Stubbs," said Chester, "but you know how it is." "Oh, that’s all right," said Stubbs. "I understand. I don’t make a habit of telling all I know either. Well, that was a pretty fair meal you fellows set me up to. Now let’s get out of here. Where are you putting up?" Hal told him. "Guess there’s no objection to my coming along, is there?" asked Stubbs. "I guess not," said Hal. "Come along." So Stubbs accompanied the two lads back to their temporary home. "I’m going to turn in on that second bed there," he said. "You two fellows can bunk together. If I’m gone when you get up in the morning you’ll know I’m on my way." He threw his clothes off hastily, and crawled into bed. "Good night," he said. He was asleep and snoring loudly long before Hal and Chester turned in for the night. "Let him snore," said Hal with a grin. "I’m not particularly fond of such noises, but I’d hate to disturb him. Anyway, he won’t bother me long, and not at all after I get to sleep." "Nor me," agreed Chester. "Let him snore." So the lads also crawled between the sheets. "Guess we’d better get all the rest we can," said Chester. "Things are liable to happen from this time on." Chester was right. Things did happen. *CHAPTER XVIII* *A MESSAGE FROM THE ENEMY* An air of confusion and extreme activity pervaded Marshal Foch’s headquarters when Hal and Chester presented themselves to the French commander-in-chief the following morning. The lads awakened early in spite of the fact that they had not gone early to bed. Stubbs already had taken his departure, but he had left a note which read: "Good-bye. You were sleeping so peacefully I didn’t wish to disturb you. You’ll hear from me after I land the big scoop. Stubbs." Upon entering the office of Marshal Foch the lads stood at attention for some moments before the marshal noticed their presence. Then he motioned them to approach. "I’m very busy now," he said, indicating a mass of papers on his desk, "so I will ask you to sit down and await my pleasure. I am expecting momentarily to have news upon which to base a communication to General Pershing." He turned back to his desk, and Hal and Chester found seats in the far end of the room. From time to time, French officers hurried in, reported to Marshal Foch and departed again as hurriedly.