urned cycle.

"Ha! Now we'll have them! They can't have gone far!" said one of the
Germans. "Accursed boys! They have given me a fright!"

"You haven't caught us yet!" whispered Paul, defiantly.

It was true, as the Germans soon discovered. For when they began
looking for the two boys, they found that it was one thing to know that
they must be somewhere about, and quite another to find out just where.
They did not begin to look immediately in the field, but went along the
road, toward Liege, evidently looking for footprints. Then when they
did take to the field, they crossed the ditch fully a hundred yards
further along the road.

"Come on!" said Paul, suddenly. "We got one of their machines--why
shouldn't we take the other?"

Arthur saw the point as quickly as Paul. The carelessness of the two
Germans had once more given them an opportunity. In a moment they
dashed out, and, just as the Germans, with a yell of fury, saw them,
they were off. Bullets flew about them, but they bent low over the
machine, and they were going fast. Still two bullets found their mark,
one puncturing the rear tire, the other perforating the gasoline tank.
Once more they seemed to be caught. And then a searchlight swept down
upon them again. But this time it was not the great light from
Boncelles. It was the huge headlight of an automobile, and behind it
they saw an armored car. Soldiers sprang from it, and in a moment the
tables had been completely turned.

It was the two German officers who were made prisoners, while officers
eagerly pressed about the scouts, asking question upon question.

"I must be taken to General Leman at once," said Paul, stoutly. "We
have information of the utmost importance."

The Belgian officers laughed at him at first. But he was so earnest
and persistent that he had his way at last.

CHAPTER VI

AT HEADQUARTERS

The armored automobile, a queer looking affair with its machine guns
and its steel parapets, pierced with holes through which rifles could
be fired, made good time on the way back to Liege. It was really a
fairly large motor lorry, converted very readily from a commercial use
to its new purpose, and even the untrained eyes of the two scouts could
see that it was likely to prove a formidable weapon in time of war.

"It would take a heavy gun to stop it. Rifle fire wouldn't bother us
at all, you see," explained one of the Belgian officers. "Even the
driver is thorough