But the latter was not to be caught thus easily. Evidently he had heard
of such subterfuges before. Hal waited patiently for some moments, and
then, as there was no sign of his unseen enemy, he crawled slowly toward
the spot where Chester had fallen.
What was his surprise to find that Chester was not there. For a moment
Hal was stupefied, but his amazement was brought to an end by a low
whistle, and, looking to the right, Hal beheld his friend behind a
large tree.
A moment later Hal was beside his friend.
"Are you hurt much?" he demanded anxiously.
"Not even touched," was the reply. "I dropped to the ground when the
bullet whizzed by. I was afraid he would hit me next time."
Hal seized Chester's hand and squeezed it warmly.
"I was afraid it was all up with you," he said. "I--"
The sudden flash of a rifle interrupted him, and another bullet
flew past.
CHAPTER XIV.
THE DEATH OF A TRAITOR.
"Great Scott!" Hal ejaculated. "We've got to get out of here some way. We
can't stand here and be shot down."
"Wait," said Chester, as Hal started to move away, and pulled the latter
to the ground, where he had dropped himself.
"What is it?" demanded Hal.
"Let me look at that gun you have a moment.
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