Have you got plenty of
guards, father?"
"I think so," said Mr. Cook. "I've got all I can get anyway."
"Hugh and I are ready to help you know."
"I know it, and I may use you later to-night; we will need them more
then probably. In the meantime why don't you go and lie down for a
little while?"
"We've got a paper here to be translated first," said Bob.
"Give it to me," exclaimed Mr. Cook. "I'll call Heinrich in."
In response to his summons Heinrich soon appeared from the next room. He
looked pale and haggard as though he was tired and worn and worried. He
glanced from one to another of the people gathered around the desk, but
even his old pals, Bob and Hugh, gave him no more than a fleeting smile.
"We have a letter or something here written in German, Heinrich," said
Mr. Cook. "I'd like to have you translate it for us, please."
Heinrich took the paper that was held out to him. Every one watched him
narrowly as he looked at it, and were amazed to see him suddenly turn
deadly white.
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