"But where's Tom?" inquired Dick, after the first burst of
enthusiasm was over. "I'm so used to seeing you fellows as a
quartette that your sweet voices don't sound exactly correct as a
trio."
The faces of all the boys lengthened at this allusion to their
missing friend, and in a few words they explained to Dick the
circumstances of his sudden disappearance.
"By Jove!" exclaimed Dick excitedly, when they had finished, "I
wouldn't be a bit surprised if I could put you on his trail."
"What do you mean?" chorused the boys.
"Now, don't get excited," said Dick. "What I'm going to tell you
may not be of the least importance after all. It's just this.
While I was reconnoitering over the various camps of the
revolutionists, in one of them I was sure I saw a man in an
American Army uniform. I was too far up to recognize him even if I
had known him, and it might be any American prisoner other than
Tom, or it might be a German dressed in an American uniform for
spying purposes. Anyway, if I hadn't been under special rush
orders to return as soon as possible, I would have gone down and
maybe attempted a rescue, but I had to get back immediately with
my information, so couldn't take any chances.
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