The
Army Boys did their full share, and Tom especially ate ravenously
and as though he could never get enough.
"Did they starve you, old boy?" asked Frank, as the food
disappeared like magic.
"Starve's the right word," answered Tom, as well as he could with
his mouth full. "Didn't get a quarter of what I needed. Watery
soup and carrots and black bread and once in a while a musty piece
of meat. And it wasn't because they were short of food, for they
simply gorged. They just wanted to torture me because they hated
all Americans, and I happened to be the only one within their
reach. Oh, I just love those gentle Huns. I've come to believe
that there are only two classes in the world--human beings and
Germans."
"I've known that ever since I saw what they did in France and
Belgium," remarked Bart. "No other people on earth could have done
it!"
After they had finished their meal Tom received a summons to go to
the hall that Lieutenant Winter had selected as his temporary
quarters. When he entered the hall he started, for he saw among
the men standing there the man whom the lieutenant had captured
and used as a guide to the parade ground.
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