"Not so loud," warned Tom. "Some one may hear you, Jack. But tell me what you"ve learned."
"Why, first of all, Tom, it was Bessie who wrote that warning message I had, and attached it to that little balloon, hoping the favorable breeze would carry it over the front to the French lines. So that mystery is explained. Then, Tom, there are _two_ we"ve got to take out of this place, instead of just one, as we thought."
"I don"t get you!" Tom e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed. "What do you mean by two?"
"It"s a story in itself, I guess," whispered Jack. "I don"t wholly understand it myself. But it seems that Bessie"s mother didn"t drown after all when the _Lusitania_ went down, as Potzfeldt reported she did."
"You surprise me, Jack! How could that be?" demanded the other youth, thrilled by the startling information.
"Oh, that slick rascal managed it somehow," came the soft if indignant reply. "We"ll learn more about it later on. He was picked up by a fishing boat. The lady was temporarily out of her mind, so he gave it out later that she had gone down. How he ever got her over here in Germany beats me. But he managed to do it it seems. And she"s been kept a prisoner in this old chateau of his ever since!"
"But what was his object?" asked the amazed Tom.
"It had a heap to do with finances," Jack told him. "While he held a paper that gave him charge over her daughter over in America, and a part of the big Gleason fortune also, there were valuable papers he had been unable to get his greedy hands on. She absolutely refused to tell him where they were hidden. As a last resort what did the wretch do but go all the way back to America."
"You mean to fetch his ward across with him, Jack?"
"Yes, just to use Bessie as a lever to compel her mother to give up those valuable papers. I always said, you remember, Tom, that man was hugging some secret to his heart. And so he was."
"He"s been treating Bessie badly then, half starving her, I think you said?" continued Tom.
"Just what he has, poor girl," growled his chum, savagely. "It"s an awful thing to be hungry! I don"t see how any one can stand it. But he hasn"t broken the spirit of either of them yet, though Bessie"s getting so weak she finds herself crying every now and then, just as we heard her. And it was that which brought us over to find out what it meant.
But Tom, tell her we mean to stand by, and see that both her mother and herself are taken to a place of safety."
This Tom readily did, though as yet he could hardly understand just how their promise could be fulfilled. One they might manage to take aloft with them, by crowding, but the Caudron was not capable of seating four; nor would it be safe to carry a couple of inexperienced pa.s.sengers along with themselves.
"But we"re losing valuable time," he observed. "The sooner we get in touch with Mrs. Gleason the better. There"s a whole lot to be done before we can say we"re on the safe side of the fence."
"Then first of all we"d better climb inside the room, hadn"t we?"
suggested Jack.
In answer Tom proceeded to get one leg over the sill, and then pa.s.s his entire body across. Jack quickly followed. In the semi-darkness, for the moon gave a dim light, they cl.u.s.tered there, and continued to map out their immediate plans in whispers that could not have been heard a dozen feet distant.
It appeared that Bessie knew where her mother was confined, though both doors were fastened on the outside to prevent their having communication. But the girl had found a way. Night after night she was accustomed to slipping from her window, when everything was quiet below and the lights all out, making her way along that narrow coping, or ledge, and tapping softly at the window of her mother"s room.
They would remain together until toward morning, when the girl made it a practice to return by the same perilous route.
On this particular night it had seemed as though the lights below would never go out. Carl Potzfeldt, the master spy, expecting important news and a messenger from the headquarters of the Crown Prince, had been waiting up until long after midnight in order to fullfil the important duties entrusted to him.
Jack suggested that he creep along that coping and inform the lady of the golden chance for escape that had arrived. But as she would hardly be able to return by the same way, it seemed as though some other scheme must be considered.
Bessie herself had a brilliant thought bordering on an inspiration.
"Listen, and I will tell you," she said at this juncture. "All the time I have been here my one thought has been of escape. I dreamed nothing else save getting my poor mother away from the clutches of that coward who had hypnotized her in the past, and made her believe he was a good man as well as her cousin from Alsace-Lorraine. And I know of a way it can be done."
"Tell us your plan, please," begged Jack; though he would be sorry to learn that the honor of releasing Bessie"s imprisoned mother was not to fall to his share in the undertaking.
"There is another window. It opens upon a hallway; and I can get through it, because I"ve tried it more than once. But the proper time hadn"t come, for how were we to flee from this awful country? Wait for me here, both of you. I shall be able to open her barred door, and then my own.
And it is better that I carry her the good news than some one who would be a stranger to my mother, however much I have told her about you."
Tom saw that her plan was the best, after all. He himself had been a little afraid that if Jack came tapping at the window of Mrs. Gleason"s room she might take the alarm, thinking it but another twist to the odious schemes of Potzfeldt, and perhaps shrieking out in terror, which would cause an alarm, and ruin everything.
Bessie climbed nimbly out of the window, showing how accustomed she was to such athletic exercises. Jack held on to her to the last, and his whispers were all of an entreating character, as he begged her to be very careful, and not slip in her excitement.
Now she was gone, and the two air service boys, left by themselves in that room of the old Lorraine chateau, counted the seconds and the minutes until they should hear a gentle signal at the door, to signify that Bessie and her mother were there, about to enter.
Jack walked softly up and down, like a velvet-footed tiger in its cage.
He was so worked up by the excitement of the occasion that Tom did not have the heart to ask him to stop his movements, though he certainly would have done so had not the other been keeping on his tiptoes all the while.
What a remarkable turn their venture into the country back of the enemy"s lines had taken! And what astounding discoveries they had made in the bargain!
Jack was getting more and more impatient. Several times did he pause at the door, to lay his ear close to the heavy panel, and listen. He wondered what could be keeping Bessie. Surely she had had ample time to open the door of her mother"s room and explain everything to the lady.
In his excitement he pictured all sorts of fresh trouble as having befallen the girl. What if by accident she had run across the master German spy in the corridor? But then, in such a case, Bessie surely would have screamed in order to warn her two friends that they were in danger of being discovered, should Potzfeldt and some of his a.s.sistants burst into the room.
Of course Jack had magnified things wonderfully. Less than half the time had elapsed than he thought had pa.s.sed when there came a soft scratching on the door to notify them Bessie was there. They next heard a slight creaking sound, and then the soft closing of the door.
"Bessie, is it you?" asked the eager Jack, softly.
A reply in the affirmative followed.
"And here is mother with me," added the girl, a note of joy in her voice, even though she spoke in a whisper.
So they came together. In the semi-darkness the boys could not see what Bessie"s mother looked like. They did note, however, that she was small of stature; and this fact pleased Tom very much indeed. For already he had figured out just how the rescue must be carried out, since there seemed to be no other way.
His plans would entail some sacrifice on Jack"s part, and also more or less exposure to peril; but then Tom knew his chum too well to imagine he would hesitate even a moment when called upon to take this additional burden on his shoulders.
Both of them squeezed the trembling hand of the woman, and as best they were able a.s.sured her that they meant to carry both Bessie and herself to a place of safety, provided they were courageous enough to trust themselves to the care of two air pilots.
CHAPTER XXII
FACING MORE DIFFICULTIES
"As for me," spoke up Bessie, immediately, just as Jack felt positive she would, "I"d like nothing better. I"ve been up once in a hydro-airplane, and would have gone many times if mother had allowed me."
The lady did not seem to antic.i.p.ate having a very delightful time of it, for Tom felt her shudder; but she was courageous, and evidently ready to attempt any hazard in order to gain her freedom.
"If only there is some way to fasten me securely," she told them, "I am willing to do anything you say, my brave boys. So make your plans without regard to my feelings in the matter."
Jack about this time evidently began to scent something with regard to Tom"s intuitions; at least his word implied a growing skepticism concerning their ability to find room for two pa.s.sengers aboard a plane intended only for a pilot and an observer, or a gunner.
"Of course one could squeeze in alongside me, Tom," he mentioned hesitatingly; "but do you think it"s wise to have anybody with you?
Mightn"t it interfere with the working of the controls, and add to the danger?"
"It certainly would, Jack; and that"s why I"m forced to call on you to make a sacrifice."