"He may be armed."
"We'll have to take a chance. Besides, I don't believe he
is, or he'd have fired at Koku. There isn't much to fear
with the giant ready for emergencies. Now we'll see who he
is. I can't imagine one of my men turning traitor."
The door was opened and a rather miserable-looking man
shuffled out. There was a bloody rag on his head, and he
seemed to have made more of an effort to escape than Koku
described, for he appeared to have suffered in the ensuing
fight.
"Carl Schwen!" exclaimed Tom. "So it was you, was it?"
The German, for such he was, did not answer for a moment
He appeared downcast, and as if suffering. Then a change
came over him. He straightened up, saluted as a soldier
might have done, and a sneering look came into his face. It
was succeeded by one of pride as the man exclaimed:
"Yes, it is I! And I tried to do what I tried to do for
the Fatherland! I have failed. Now you will have me shot as
a spy, I suppose!" he added bitterly.
Tom did not answer directly. He looked keenly at the man,
and at last said:
"I am sorry to see this.
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