g
the glasses to Harry. "Take a good look," he advised.

"I believe I can see him!" announced Harry, peering through the
binoculars. "He's walking out toward the edge of the hill toward the
same spot from which he signalled to us. Some one's with him!"

"Then we'll try it?" determinedly Ned continued.

For a few moments the boys rode in absolute silence with only the whine
of the motors breaking the stillness. The Eagle was working perfectly
with not a single hitch about the delicate mechanism.

As they approached the two Uhlans Ned slackened the speed of the
motors. Dave dangled the extra loop in a tempting manner.

A rifle shot was heard. The Eagle rose suddenly relieved of weight.

CHAPTER XI

THE FLIGHT OF THE EAGLE

"Suppose so?" questioned Fritz as Jimmie made his announcement that the
Germans were shooting at the persons in the aeroplane.

"Well, suppose so!" repeated Jimmie indignantly. "Why do you say
'Suppose so'? Where do you get that idea?"

A shrug of the shoulders was the only answer.

"I say," continued Jimmie with still less patience, "what's the big
idea--'suppose so'? Do you want them to shoot those boys?"

"I care not," was the answer. "The ones in the aeroplane are trying to
escape are they not? Why, then, should they not come back?"

"Well, why shouldn't they get away?" questioned Jimmie.

"Perhaps they have information for your friends, the Russians!"

"Oh, you give me a fine large pain!" stormed the now thoroughly aroused
lad. "Every time you see a shadow, you jump on it for a spy. Is your
old information so precious that nobody must know it? What makes you
so suspicious of everybody and everything?"

"It is not right that the enemy should have knowledge of the movements
of the Imperial army," replied Fritz. "That is all."

"And that's quite enough to make me feel that I'd like to be a spy once
just for pure spite!" declared Jimmie. "You and your spy business make
me tired! We Boy Scouts don't care a rap about your old information!"

"Perhaps," was the smiling response. But Jimmie saw in the smile and
the single word a doubt of his statement. He was furious.

He realized, however, that he could gain nothing by a loss of temper.
It was with a great effort that he controlled his temper and forced
himself to watch the flight of the aeroplane. Deep in his heart the
boy was hoping ardently for the success of those in the machine, for he
was now fully conv