CHAPTER XXIX.

GERMAN HOSPITALITY.

"Yes," continued the Emperor of Germany, "the boy is right. He has

spoiled our plans, I will admit; but it takes a brave man to wander

into our lines as he did. It takes a brave one to have made a dash in

the armored cars I have just witnessed; and it takes a brave man to

raid right into the heart of our arms and destroy twenty-five

aëroplanes, as I have no doubt he did."

"What," exclaimed all the German officers in the tent, "the aëroplanes

destroyed?"

"Yes," continued the emperor, "and with them another opportunity to

deal a death-blow to the English." Then, turning to Hal: "I have no

doubt that you were concerned in that--am I right?"

"Yes, your majesty," said the lad.

"I thought so," said the emperor, and he turned again to General Von

Kluck.

"The lad is perfectly right when he says that he was not captured in

disguise. No doubt he was within our lines in German uniform, but, as

he was not captured, he cannot be executed as a spy. Do you

understand?"

"Yes, sire," said General Von Kluck, bowing low.

"It seems to me," went on the Kaiser, "that rather than spend so much

time looking for spies to put to death, it would be advantageous if

some of my officers would expend their energies in looking more

carefully after my interests."

Once more the emperor turned to Hal.

"If I mistake not," he said, "you are an American. Am I right?"

"Yes, sire," said Hal.

"Then how comes it that you are fighting for Great Britain?"

Hal explained the misfortunes by which they had been left in Germany,

and of how, eventually, they had taken service with the Allies.

"And who is your friend?" asked the Kaiser, pointing to Chester.

"Chester Crawford, sire," replied Hal, "my boyhood chum."

"And the wounded man?"

"An English officer, your majesty," said Hal, "and a brave one."

"I have found that all the British are brave," said the Kaiser grimly.

"I was misinformed as to their attitude in this crisis," and the

Kaiser's voice grew harsh; "it was not the only subject on which I was

misinformed."

His words were clearly intended for the officers, more than for Hal.

He was silent for some moments, and then to General Von Kluck:

"General, I will take these lads to my own quarters. I desire to

question them on matters pertaining to their own country. You will

send a guard for them in two hours."

"Yes, sire," said General Von Kluck.

The Kaiser motioned to Hal and Chester.

"Follow me," he commanded.

Surrounded by his personal bodyguard, and with Hal and Chester close

behind him, the emperor made his way to his own handsome and luxurious

field quarters.

Inside the tent he motioned the two lads to seats.

"Now, tell me," he said, "what is the general sentiment in America

toward Germany? Where is the general sympathy in this war?"

He had addressed Hal, so the latter replied, Chester maintaining a

discreet silence.

"We were not in America when the war broke out, your majesty," he

said, "but I believe that I am right when I say that the sympathies

of the United States, generally speaking, are with the Allies."

The Kaiser nodded his head.

"I was afraid so," he said. "But why?"

"As to why, I can't say," replied Hal. "Chiefly, I suppose, because

it is an English-speaking country."

"I suppose that is true," said the emperor, "and still there are many

more persons of German descent in the United States than of any other

nationality. Do the people of the United States believe that Germany

brought about this war?"

"From what I have heard from Canadian officers and some others, I am

afraid they do, your majesty," said Hal.

"It is not true," thundered the Kaiser, bringing his clenched fist

down heavily on the table. "I tell you it is not true. Do you

understand? It is not true. I did all in my power to prevent this war.

It is Czar Nicholas of Russia who is to blame. He and his Slavs would

overrun Germany. But, with the help of God, I shall prevent it. I will

not be called the War Lord of Europe for nothing!"

Hal and Chester were startled at this sudden outburst. Neither

realized that Hal was, perhaps, the only person who had dared to stand

before the German monarch and tell him to his face that he had not the

sympathy of the whole world, and that he was held responsible for the

greatest war of all history.

Now the Kaiser was talking to himself, his fists still clenched, and

he tapped nervously on the table, as he muttered:

"They have lied to me. Yes, they have lied to me. They told me that

few held me to blame, that the sympathy of the world was with me. I

thought they lied then. I am sure of it now."

Suddenly he ceased talking, and turned to the table, where he was soon

engrossed in looking over some papers and maps. So he sat, utterly

disregarding the presence of the two American boys; nor did they

venture to interrupt his profound study, until two hours later General

Von Kluck sent the guard ordered by the Kaiser to take them away. When

the officer in charge of the squad made known his commission, the

emperor signified his consent with a nod of his head. He addressed no

further words to Hal or Chester.

"I am commanded," said the German officer, "to take you to my tent and

see that you are well guarded, until it is decided what disposition is

to be made of you."

In a large and commodious tent the boys were made comfortable, and a

guard stationed around the outside. Then the officer took himself away

to make his report to the general.

"Well," said Chester, "they have got us this time, and I don't see any

way of escape. Here we are, right in the heart of the German army, and

we might just as well be in the Sahara desert, as far as our chances

go of getting back to our own lines."

"Don't be so downhearted," said Hal. "More peculiar things have

happened. We are at least in no danger of being shot. I suppose we

should be thankful for that."

"Yes, I suppose we should," Chester agreed. "But just the same I would

like to be back where we belong."

"Well, you can't tell," said Hal. "We may be able to give them the

slip. However, I would be opposed to any plan that did not have a good

chance of success. For, if we failed, I am sure they would shoot us

without compunction."

"There is no doubt of that," said Chester. "Von Kluck would do it

anyhow, if he didn't fear the heavy hand of the Kaiser. By the way,

what do you think of the Kaiser, anyhow?"

"Well," said Hal slowly, "I believe, in the first place, that he takes

himself too seriously. I believe that he considers himself the chosen

instrument of Heaven to put down the Slavs, to say nothing of the

French and English. He has the mistaken idea that he is a man of

destiny."

"Yes," agreed Chester, "there is no doubt that he thinks he is right

and the whole world wrong."

Further talk was interrupted by the return of the German officer.

"You are to remain here for the next few days," he informed them. "As

the emperor has interested himself in your behalf, General Von Kluck

is awaiting further word from him as to what to do with you. Right

now the emperor will not talk. He is busy with his maps and papers,

and, when he is busy, no one dare disturb him."

"And what do you suppose will be done with us eventually?" asked

Chester.

"Why," was the reply, "I suppose you will be treated as all other

prisoners of war. You probably will be sent to Berlin."

"Back to Berlin!" exclaimed Chester in deep disgust.

"Back to Berlin!" repeated Hal, and he punctured his exclamation with

a long whistle. "Great Scott!"

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