they left the station they observed the officer to whom they had reported, detailing a man in plain clothes, evidently one of the secret police, to follow the man they had watched in the dining car.
"We can leave the rest to the military," said Tom. "And now let's get to where we're going."
"Hadn't we better arrange for hotel accommodations, or to stop at a pension?" asked Jack. "You know Paris is crowded now, even in war times, and we've got to stay here all night, even if we learn that your father hasn't yet arrived."
"That's so," agreed Tom. "Maybe we had better get a place to bunk first."
It would not have been an easy task had they not worn the uniforms of aviators. But once these were noted, they were welcomed with smiles, and though at the first place they applied there was no room, the proprietor busied himself to such advantage that the boys were soon settled in a big double room with a fine view of a busy section of Paris.
On every side was seen evidence of the joy and satisfaction felt at the showing made by the progress of the United States in her war programme.
The stars and stripes were seen floating from many staffs, mingled with the tricolor of France and the English union jack. That Uncle Sam