CHAPTER XVI
CHASED BY CAVALRY
The four Army boys looked at each other in dismay.
Nothing much worse than this could have befallen them. It brought them close to the edge of tragedy. They would have to change their plans.
Instead of being free to choose their own time for their attempt to escape, they were forced to act quickly no matter how much greater the risk might be. For if they waited until they were weak from hunger they would be in no condition to make a dash or put up a fight.
Frank as usual was the first to recover his self-possession.
"No use crying over spilt milk, fellows," he said, trying to infuse cheerfulness into his tone. "We"ve got to try Billy"s recipe and make lemonade from the lemon that the rats have handed us."
"It"s a mighty big lemon," said Tom, "and I don"t see much sugar lying around."
"How could the brutes have got at it without our hearing them, do you suppose?" questioned Bart.
"That doesn"t matter much," replied Billy. "And there"s no use holding post-mortems. The thing is, what are we going to do?"
"We"re going to get out of here to-night without fail," said Frank decidedly. "The moon won"t come up till late and if the night is cloudy it won"t show up at all. At any rate we can"t stay here. There isn"t a chance on earth of there being anything left in these houses, or we might take a chance on foraging. The Huns have seen to that. The longer we stay here the weaker we"ll get. We"ve just got to make a break and trust our wits and our luck to get back to the lines."
"I guess you"re right, old man," agreed Bart. "We"ll just move our belts up a hole and pretend we"re not hungry. Tom here"s getting too fat anyway, and it"ll do him good to give his stomach a rest. And as for Billy, he can take a nap and dream of that stew he didn"t get."
"There"s another thing, too," remarked Frank. "Those rats are likely to come back to-night for more, and they may have spread the news and bring a whole rat colony with them. No doubt they"re famished since there"s nothing left in the town to eat, and if there are enough of them they might go for us. Of course we could beat them off, but we"d be apt to make a lot of noise in doing it, and that might bring the Huns down on us. There"s no use talking, we"ve got to skip."
They all agreed to this, and they pa.s.sed the rest of that day as best they could until the light faded from the hole in the floor and night settled down in a pall of velvet. They clambered out of their temporary prison, their hearts beating with high determination.
They ventured out at last into the darkness, slipping along from one projection of the ruined houses to another, moving as lightly and stealthily as cats.
To one thing they had made up their minds. There would be no going back to their old hiding place. That meant either starvation or surrender.
Besides, if they turned back on being discovered, the Germans would know that they were hiding somewhere in the ruined town and they would not leave one stone on another until they found them. But if they made a break for the open country they would have their chance of escaping in the darkness. On they went like so many spectres, until, on reaching a shattered doorway, they crept close together for a whispered parley.
"So far so good," murmured Frank.
"Luck"s been with us," agreed Bert.
"We can stand a whole lot of luck in this business," whispered Tom.
"It"s a long, long way yet to our own lines," said Billy. "We haven"t got more than a couple of blocks away from our old hangout, and there"s no telling how much further it is before we strike the open country."
Just then a stone toppled from a wall and fell with a crash only a few feet away. In their tense state of alertness the unexpected sound made them jump.
"Just as well we weren"t under that," remarked Frank, with a sigh of relief.
"Let"s hope it won"t bring some German sentry along to see what"s making the racket," responded Bart.
"Just what it is doing," whispered Tom, as he heard a step approaching.
"Quick, fellows, get further back and lie down flat."
They almost ceased to breathe as a dim form pa.s.sed by so close that they could almost have reached out and touched him. But the dust still rising from the shattered stone convinced the visitor that nature and not man was responsible for the disturbance, and, with a grunt of satisfaction that it was nothing worse, the sentry returned to his former post.
But the promptness with which he had appeared warned the fugitives that the town, desolate as it was, was still under guard, and they redoubled their precautions. However dangerous it might be, they must go on. The moon would rise before long, and they must make the most of the pitchy darkness that still prevailed.
Listening with all their ears and straining their eyes until they ached, they made their way through the littered streets until they realized from their frequent encounters with bush and hedge that they were getting into the open country.
Huddled close in a thicket, they consulted the radio compa.s.s that Frank drew from his pocket. That gave them the general direction in which they must go. They knew that in general their course led toward the west, but, as they could not tell what changes had taken place in the position of the armies as the result of the two days" fighting, they had no idea of how long it might take them to reach the American lines.
They got their bearings due west and set off. They were making fair progress when they were startled by hearing the clatter of hoofs a little ahead of them.
"Listen!" hissed Bart.
"It"s a cavalry troop," whispered Frank, as he flattened himself behind a bush, an example that was promptly followed by the others.
"Troop!" growled Tom. "It sounds more like a brigade."
"Uhlans, probably," conjectured Billy.
They peered through the bushes at the broad road not more than twenty feet away.
At that moment the moon showed a slender rim above the horizon and threaded the darkness with a faint shimmer of light.
Along the road came a force of cavalry. The guttural voices of the riders told the concealed watchers that they belonged to the enemy. In the dim light they could see the steam that rose from the horses"
flanks.
Those days had been the first for a long time that cavalry could be used on the western front. Trench fighting had put that arm of the service almost wholly out of action. But the fact that the Allies had followed up their tank attack with cavalry had brought forth a German response of the same nature.
There was no sign of elation among the riders, and the boys drew pleasure from that. A dejected air prevailed, as though the Uhlans had had the worst of it.
"Guess they"ve had the hot end of the poker," whispered Bart.
"Looks like it," replied Frank.
Something just then frightened one of the horses, and he reared and plunged into the bushes at the side of the road. The boys had all they could do to scramble out of reach of the iron-shod hoofs. The rider was almost unhorsed, but managed to retain his seat and quiet his trembling mount.
By the time he had done this, the troopers had almost pa.s.sed. The boys were rejoicing at this, but their exultation changed to uneasiness when the soldier who had had so much trouble rode up to an officer and began to talk volubly, at the same time pointing toward the bushes.
"Here"s where I see trouble coming," muttered Tom.
"He"s on to us," agreed Bart.
"He must have seen us when we got out of his way," said Frank. "Let"s get out of here, quick."
But this was not to be done so easily, for even as he spoke the officer rapped out a command and a group of twenty hors.e.m.e.n began to spread out and surround the place where the Army boys were crouching.
To remain there would be fatal, for it was only a matter of a few minutes before that ring would close upon them with a grip of iron. At all hazards they must break through.