"
"The Captain isn't that kind of man," answered Bert. "He doesn't laugh at a
fellow just because he wants to do something. And about being a raw
recruit.... It's my opinion that he'd rather send a recruit, if he's a good
man, than a trained soldier. Trained soldiers are too scarce. He was
willing to let me go because I volunteered months ago for any expedition
that was to be sent out. When the call came for a man from each company, he
called me into his tent, and just told me that I was going. Of course, a
man doesn't have to go. It's for volunteers only. You know what it might
mean if you got caught?"
"That we'd be held as spies. And perhaps...?"
"Yes."
They were silent for a moment.
"Will you ask the Captain now?" demanded Tom.
"You go on up to his tent and ask him if he'll come down here for a
minute," said Bert. "You're absolutely positive that you want to go? You
wouldn't rather have me wait until tomorrow while you think it over?"
"No! Ask him now, before he decides on someone else!"
Tom clapped his cousin on the shoulder, hurried out of the tent and up the
company street.
CHAPTER TWO
THE RAIDERS START
"Come with me," said Captain Moffat, as he emerged from Bert Brewster's
tent.
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