CHAPTER XIII
THE SPY
Tom Raymond and Jack Parmly looked first at one another and then at the major. He had been smiling at their wonderment, but he was now serious, and regarded them gravely.
"Do you mean we have to do something to help catch this spy?" asked Tom.
"I'd like a hand in that!" exclaimed Jack. "I saw him first—he's my meat!"
"Well, get him if you can, boys," said the Frenchman. "But I did not come here to talk so much about him as about yourselves. The spy is a danger and a menace, but we know him and if he goes too far we can put out our hands and drag him back.
"No, what I referred to is more dangerous than merely trying to catch a spy at his sneaking work. I will tell you." The major suddenly left his seat near the window of the boy's room, and quickly opened the door leading to the hall. The passage was empty.
"I rather thought there might be an eavesdropper," the major explained. "I was followed
