That is," he went on, "if we find that they're
really hatching mischief, as Bart thinks. I've picked up enough
German in the last few months to be able to understand what
they're talking about, and on a pinch I could even talk with them
after we've got them under our guns."
"But are you sure we have any right to arrest them?" asked Bart, a
little doubtfully.
"Sure we have," answered Frank promptly. "You said they were
armed, didn't you?"
"Yes," replied Bart.
"That's all the excuse we need then to nip this thing in the bud,"
Frank answered. "It's against regulations for the Germans to carry
arms in the zone occupied by the American army, and any one who
does is liable to arrest on sight. See that your guns are all
right, fellows, and come along. I have a hunch that we're going to
give these plotters a surprise party. But we'll listen first and
make sure before we pinch them."
Bart went in advance to show the way, and his comrades crept after
him, drifting along like so many ghosts.
The conference was still in progress, but it had somewhat changed
its character. When Bart had been listening, it had been a debate
in which all were taking more or less part.
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