n all the electric lights
in the world!" objected Jimmie. "The intention of the gentleman from
Vancouver is excellent, but I'm afraid that his execution of the
maneuver would be decidedly rotten. It won't do just now."

"Perhaps not," sighed Dave, "but just the same, I'd like to try it out
once to see whether we could make a go of it."

"Nothing doing!" declared Jimmie. "We're under suspicion already, or I
miss my guess. The events of the last few hours are enough to let us
know that if we tried anything like that the Germans wouldn't take
kindly to any such plan. We wouldn't get very far, I fear."

"All right, then," agreed Dave. "I guess you're right."

"Sure I am!" went on Jimmie reassuringly. "Just leave it to me, old
chap, and we'll grab the first opportunity that comes along with a
genuine Frank Gotch toe hold and hang on till we put the German
shoulders to the mat for the count. Leave it to me."

"I'll be with you for all I'm worth!" declared Dave.

Their conversation had attracted the attention of the officer, who now
commanded silence on their part.

"We are now approaching the Kaiser's apartment," that worthy stated,
with a show of reverence as he pronounced the title of his superior.
"You shall not talk until you are asked to do so."

"Correct!" came Jimmie's reply. "We will keep as still as mice."

The three were admitted in response to the officer's knock, and the
boys found that the little compartment was now somewhat crowded. Their
presence filled the place until there was not a vacant seat.

For some moments as the train rolled along the upgrade the Kaiser paid
no attention to them, busying himself over a bundle of papers.

At length he looked up and searched the boys carefully with his
piercing gaze. After he had apparently taken a complete inventory of
the two boys--one in the uniform of his own Uhlans and the other in the
uniform of the Boy Scouts--he turned to one of his aides.

"What is the charge you wish to bring against these young men?"

"That of being spies and tampering with the aeroplane last night!" came
the startling answer.

CHAPTER XVIII

PURSUIT

As the Eagle circled about in a widening spiral Harry and Jack looked
over the rim of the fuselage at the country spreading like a gigantic
map in bas-relief beneath them.

A tiny glow from the cowl lamp in front of the pilot's position showed
Ned that the Eagle was now headed almost directly west, while the