One buried its sharp teeth in the back of Stubbs's
neck and the war correspondent raised a howl of anguish.
As if by magic now the firing from the Germans' side of the road ceased.
Hal was unaware of the reason for this, but, suspecting a ruse, he
ordered his men to cease firing also until he could determine the cause
of the enemy's unexpected silence.
On the German side of the road dark faces peered from between the trees
and hoarse guttural exclamations issued from these faces as they watched
Stubbs struggle with the cats. While the Germans would not go to Stubbs'
assistance, nevertheless they would not shoot him down as he struggled
with his four-footed enemies.
The British also advanced to their side of the road and watched
the struggle.
Thus, by mutual consent, a truce had been declared.
It was at this moment that Chester came to Stubbs' rescue; but before he
could take a hand in the fray the figure of a large German, with leveled
revolver, accosted the lad.
"Back," he exclaimed in a deep voice. "Let the little man fight it out.
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