"There certainly is objection to your doing anything of the sort,"
returned Tad sharply. "We have not come to the point where we treat
our prisoners of war the way the Germans do theirs. You let the man
alone or I'll have something to say to you."
"Stacy!" rebuked Professor Zepplin sternly.
"Yes, sir?"
"You will keep away from the prisoner. Tad, I want to hear all about
this."
"There is not much to tell, except that we got him, though he nearly
got us. He caught Ned napping. I should have fallen just the same
had I been in Ned's place, for this fellow is a bad man. Ned has told
you what happened to him, else I shouldn't have said anything about
that part of the affair. While Ned was trying to find where the shot
came from that caught Stacy last, this fellow spotted and captured him.
I was hunting for the source of the shot at the same time, but went
astray. I was finally attracted by the smell of smoke. I arrived on
the scene about the time that fellow was getting ready to take Ned's
life. At least, that was the way it seemed to me."
"Yes, he was," interjected Rector.
"You were an easy mark!" jeered Stacy.
"At least I didn't stop two bullets," answered Ned witheringly.
"The fellow caught Ned looking at me and knowing instantly that
something was wrong he whirled and shot at me. He missed, then I
shied a stone into his solar plexus," said Tad.
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