"Yeah, I"d thought of that, myself," Dave said sadly. "It"s a cinch he"s not going to let us go no matter what he thinks about us. Well, the way I see it there"s only one thing we can do. We can"t try an escape now in broad daylight, so we"ve got to wait. Let"s put on these clothes and catch up on some sleep. The only thing we can do is wait for awhile.
Wait to see if he makes any move."
"I hate waiting," Freddy said and started pulling on the old clothes the guard had brought with their breakfast. "But of course you"re right, Dave. There"s nothing else we can do, right now."
"But plenty later on!" Dave said determinedly and flung himself down on one of the cots. "You wait and see, Freddy. It"s a promise!"
Later that afternoon, the Colonel did make the next move. A guard came up to the boys" cell, woke them from a deep sleep and ushered them down to the Colonel"s office.
"Sit down, boys," he said and circled around to in back of his huge desk. "I want to have a talk with you."
Dave and Freddy exchanged quick looks, then sat down as ordered.
"Now," the Colonel said and clasped his big hands together on the edge of his desk. "Our Leader is a man of peace. He _loves_ peace, and would gladly give his life for peace among nations. You, my little Englisher!
Did the Fuehrer declare war on your country, or on France? No! They declared war on him, on Germany. Listen to me! Don"t you want peace?"
"Certainly,"" Freddy replied. Then he added, "At the right time."
"No, peace as soon as possible," the German said. "Now is the best time.
Before there is more bloodshed. You two boys can help bring this war to an early end. You will be doing a favor to Germany"s foes. Now, why not be good boys and tell me the truth? Then everything will be fine."
Neither of the boys said a word. As for Dave, it all sounded as though he were listening to a broken phonograph record. "Tell me the truth....
Tell me the truth.... Tell me the truth!" It was like the t.i.tle of a song. He sat silent and kept his eyes fixed on the huge map on the wall.
He stared at it hard and tried to memorize the dates he could read there, and the names of the towns and cities, and the locations of the pins and flags. One town on the map was well smudged by finger and thumb marks. It was named Estalle and was close to the Belgian-German frontier. He suddenly had a hunch that that was where they were. At Estalle, close to the German frontier, but how far behind the advanced German lines? He thought of the long ride in the motored transport last night and his heart sank down toward his boots.
"Well, for the last time!" the German Colonel suddenly thundered. "Do you tell me the truth?"
"For Heaven"s sakes, we already have!" Freddy shouted at him. "We"ve told you nothing but the truth a dozen times. What must we do to get you to believe us?"
The German didn"t answer at once. He slammed both hands down flat on the desk, hoisted his huge bulk forward, and glared at them.
"Very well," he said. "I have tried to be gentle and kind with you, because you are only young boys. But, you refuse my kindness. So, I shall treat you as grown men. I shall have you both _shot_!"
CHAPTER SEVEN
_Shoot!_
If the roof had suddenly fallen down on top of his head Dave Dawson could have not been more astonished or surprised. Shot? He gaped at the German officer half expecting to see the man burst out laughing. Colonel Stohl did not laugh, however. He remained leaning forward over the desk and raking them with eyes that looked like twin cubes of ice.
"Shot?" Dave heard himself speak the word. "You can"t shoot us. We haven"t done anything! Gee whiz, why do you want to shoot us?"
"Of course we haven"t done anything!" Freddy Farmer spoke up loudly. "I think this is all just a bluff!"
"A bluff?" the German snarled. "Do you take me for a fool? I do not bluff at a time like this. Take a look at this that I hold in my hand, so! Ah, you recognize it, eh?"
The officer had suddenly whipped up something off the desk. Dave took a good look and saw that it was a rolled up map.
"It"s a map," he said, "but I never saw it before."
"Nor have I," Freddy said stoutly.
"It was found hidden under the seat of the ambulance," the German said in a flat voice that made Dave shiver inwardly. "There are certain marks on it. Numbers and figures written in pencil near the names of towns you pa.s.sed through before you were caught. So you told me the truth, eh? No, you lied. This map contains information that would be very useful to Germany"s enemies. You thought you could protect yourselves by driving an ambulance ... but you can"t. But ... and listen to what I say ... you _can_ save your lives!"
Dave tried to speak but his tongue was sticking to the roof of his mouth. He felt his knees go weak, and it was all he could do to force himself to stand upright. He had the feeling that this was all a crazy dream, a nightmare. In a few moments he would probably wake up and find himself safe and sound in bed in his room at the Hotel de Ney. He didn"t know anything about a map. He"d never even seen it before.
He half turned and looked at Freddy Farmer. The English youth"s face was a little paler, but his chin was firm, and his eyes were filled with scornful defiance.
"I haven"t any idea what you are talking about, sir," Freddy said to the colonel. "I was not trying to protect myself, or my friend, from anything. I was simply delivering the ambulance to Courtrai. And, for the hundredth time, _I lost my way_!"
The German made a movement with his hand as though brushing the words to one side.
"Enough of that!" he said. "This is a serious business. I am not saying that you collected the information about our advance units I find here on this map. Perhaps you were only taking it to somebody else. Yes, perhaps you did not even know you were being used for such work. Let us say that is the truth. We Germans do not make war with boys, but.... But this information _was found on you_, and that is most serious. Answer the questions I ask you, and I promise that you will not be treated as spies. I also promise you that you will be made comfortable until arrangements can be made to send you home. Now!"
"What are the questions?" Freddy asked.
The stern look fled the German"s face, and he smiled.
"Ah, that is better!" he said and spread the map on the desk. "Now, here you have marked a line showing the route you traveled from Paris. Each town you pa.s.sed through is marked. Those towns are French troop and equipment garrisons. This town here, close to the Belgian border, what did you see there? French troops? British troops? And what was their equipment? Tanks? Big ones, or small ones? Were there motorized anti-aircraft batteries? Were...?"
The German suddenly stopped and looked up from the map.
"You are not listening?" he said softly.
Freddy"s face seemed actually to grow thin as Dave looked at him. The English boy licked his lips just once and then put his shoulders back a little more.
"Certainly I"m listening," he said. "But I won"t answer a single one of your questions even though you do shoot me!"
Dave felt like throwing his arms about young Farmer and hugging him.
Here was the kind of cool, calm courage for which the British were famous the world over. Instead, Dave turned his head and looked at the German.
"We"re not saying a thing!" he shouted. "I demand that we be permitted to see the nearest American Consul!"
The German officer ignored Dave"s outburst as though he had not spoken.
He looked steadily at Freddy for a moment and then sighed heavily and raised both hands in a gesture of despair.
"Very well," he said. "That is all for now. I will give you until tomorrow morning to think it over ... and change your mind. Guard!"
The side door popped open and in popped the guard. Colonel Stohl pointed a finger.
"Take them back," he said, "and stand guard outside the door. If either of them attempts to escape ... _shoot!_"
The Colonel gave them an angry stare and a curt nod, and then busied himself with some papers on the desk. Two minutes later the boys were back in their prison room. The door was closed and bolted, and they could hear the boots of the guard pacing up and down the hallway outside. Freddy sat down on a cot and started to shiver violently. Dave went over to him instantly and put a friendly arm about his shoulders.