mation to his Russian friends."

Jimmie detected without any difficulty the implied sneer in the term
"Cossack," but forebore making any reply on the instant.

"So?" observed von Liebknecht. "Again? Must we always be troubled at
critical times with this wonderful recruit?"

As none of the group seemed able to reply, silence was the only
response. The Captain let his glance wander about from one to another
of his aides. His eyes rested for a moment upon the countenance of a
member of the group apparently older than the others.

An almost imperceptible shake of the head answered the questioning
glance. For some reason The Wolf felt a sense of relief.

"What have you to say for yourself, young man?" asked the Captain.

"I guess I said enough before I enlisted," answered Jimmie.

"Yet you have now some secret information," demanded the other.

"No, sir," protested the lad in wide-eyed amazement.

"No?" queried von Liebknecht in his accustomed level tones. "Then what
is it you have in that little packet you took from the Cossack uniform
at so great a cost as a burned hand?" he added.

Involuntarily Jimmie's hand clutched at his breast.

CHAPTER VIII

FRUSTRATED PLANS

"Good night!" was David's ejaculation as the boys saw Jimmie at the
hilltop being captured by the German. "That ends it, I suppose!"

"No," protested Ned, "it just begins the work. Up to now we have been
only playing, but here's where the real work starts."

"What do you mean--'real work'?" was Jack's anxious inquiry.

"Why," replied Ned, "they've got Jimmie enlisted in that Uhlan
regiment, and you can plainly see how closely they are watching him.
If we get him away from those fellows it means real work for all."

"Aw! Go on!" put in Harry. "I move we go back to the cellar and get a
bunch of those Russian rifles with sufficient ammunition, fill the
tanks of the Eagle with some of this gasoline, get aboard a lot of
canned goods and swoop down on the German camp like a hawk after some
chickens. We can let down a trapeze for Jimmie to grab onto."

"Sounds easy, doesn't it?" remarked David with a short laugh.

"Easy?" questioned Harry. "You don't seem to know Jimmie very well or
you would mean just what you say. He can do it all right!"

"But, I say," replied David, "wouldn't those German soldiers be on the
alert when we approached? Wouldn't they jolly well shoot us full of
holes, and wouldn't they make it rather difficult