"We know that some of the Filipinos are honest enough," said Larry, hesitatingly. "What do you intend to do with me?" he went on, after a pause.
"That remains to be seen. Would you like to join our army?"
"Me? No, sir!" cried the youth, promptly.
Captain Fipile laughed outright. "You are honest enough about it, I must say. How about giving us a little information? Will you object to that?"
"I have given you considerable information already."
"I mean military information."
"I haven't anything to say on that point."
"Can't I persuade you to tell me what you may happen to know?"
"No, sir."
"If I can get you to talk, it may go much easier with you while you remain our prisoner," went on the captain, suggestively.
"I'm sorry, but I haven't anything to say."
"Very well, then, Master Russell, if you are rather harshly treated in the future, remember you have only yourself to blame. As a general rule, we take prisoners only for the purpose of squeezing what information we can out of them."
