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Updated: June 11, 2025
I'll have to untie your hands for a minute to get the coat over your arms, but I've got the drop on you and if you make the slightest move except to do what I tell you to you're a dead man." Rabig was too cowed to do anything but obey, and in a few minutes Tom had stripped him of coat and trousers and put them on himself. He re-bound Rabig's hands tightly.
"Don't you worry," growled Rabig. "I can take care of myself." The chums passed on, laughing and talking about indifferent things, until they were out of ear shot. "We've got him guessing," remarked Billy with a grin. "We managed to put a flea in his ear," agreed Tom. "Did you see how red he got?" questioned Bart. "He sure is wondering how much we know," summed up Frank.
Whatever errand had brought Rabig to this spot, Tom felt sure that it boded no good to the American cause, and even in the precarious position in which he found himself he rejoiced at the thought that he might be instrumental in unmasking a traitor. While these thoughts were passing through his mind, a German officer approached from another direction. He saw Rabig, and hastened toward him.
As he did so, Tom caught his first glimpse of the newcomer's face, and his heart gave a leap of surprise as well as repulsion when he recognized Nick Rabig. The last news that Tom had had of Rabig was that he had been taken prisoner in the preceding Fall.
An event which for a time put Frank under a cloud, because it looked as though he were involved in the robbery of a paymaster's clerk, ended in showing that Nick Rabig was the real culprit. This completely vindicated Frank, as will be seen in the fourth volume of the series entitled: "Army Boys In the Big Drive; Or, Smashing Forward to Victory." That victory was now in sight.
"I hate to think that there's a single man in the regiment who's a disgrace to his uniform," remarked Frank, "but it certainly looks bad. That fellow Rabig will bear watching." "I told you he was a Hun," declared Tom. "His body's in France, but his heart's in Germany." The Army boys thought over the situation in some perplexity. "What do you suppose we ought to do?" asked Bart.
"And the funny thing about it was that he thought he knew the fellow's voice." This was coming too near for Rabig to pretend that he did not know what they were driving at. He turned upon them in desperation. "Look here," he snarled viciously. "What do you fellows mean? If you mean that I'm mixed up in this thing you lie. Now don't you speak to me again or I'll make you sorry for it."
"You know the way he" used to talk in Camport." "You notice that we've never seen him volunteering for any of the raiding parties," said Billy. "But that may only mean that Rabig has a yellow streak in him. It doesn't say that he's a traitor," returned Frank. "Well, maybe he isn't," conceded Tom. "But all the same it seems rather queer that he should have been picked out to guard this Heinie.
We know at this minute that he'd like nothing better than to see the United States licked by Germany. Don't we know that he let that German prisoner escape? Don't you know that he was talking in the woods at night with that German spy that you shot? I tell you straight, Frank, that if Rabig escaped it was because the Germans let him escape.
"Besides, there's no doubt that Rabig was wounded," remarked Bart. "That fellow seems to have given him an awful knock. He was bleeding like fury." "Oh, it was easy enough to arrange that," answered Tom, unconvinced. "It would have been too raw to have Rabig let the fellow go and still be safe and sound. How could he explain it? He'd be brought up for court-martial.
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