"What is it?" he asked.
"Trouble," was Billie's laconic reply. "Come out."
"How can I? The guard is at the door."
"Jump out of the window."
"They might see me."
Billie thought fast.
"Let Ad stand between you and the door."
"Great," from Donald.
He aroused Adrian and told him the situation.
"You stay in the train," he said, "and we'll keep you posted as
to what is going on outside. If there is any real danger we will
give the alarm."
He picked up his overcoat and pretended to be fixing a pillow.
Adrian did the same. Then, while the guard's back was turned, he
dropped out of the window.
Billie was beside him when he rose to his feet.
"This way, Don," he whispered. "Let's get out into the dark and
hold a council of war."
They glided out into darkness, but where they could keep their
eyes on the engine.
"Now tell me about it," said Don.
Billie told him what he had discovered.
"It does look strange," Donald admitted. "Have you any plan?"
"I haven't an idea above an oyster," was the characteristic
reply.
Donald scratched his ear reflectively.
"How would it do," he finally asked, "to sneak over by the
soldiers and see if we can't pick up some scrap of conversation
that may give us a clue as to what is going on?"
"Fine.
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