"Whee" I'm glad you've come, I tell you, Tom," he said. "It was getting too big a job for me to tackle."
"What's happened, Jack?" asked the late arrival on the stone ledge under the window of the upper room.
"First, here's Bessie, Tom," Jack went on. "She wants to shake hands with you. Since we parted, when the steamer was docked, the poor girl has been having all sorts of trouble; and she's glad as can be to see us both again; aren't you, Bessie?"
Tom, feeling a small, trembling hand groping for his, immediately grasped it, and gave a squeeze that must have carried conviction to the heart of the girl.
"Oh, I'm shivering like everything!" she murmured, adding quickly: "But not with fear. It's because my prayers have been answered, and help has come at last, when everything looked so awfully dark — and I'm so very, very hungry."
"Hungry!" repeated Tom, starting, it seemed such a very strange word for the girl to use, even though they were in Germany, where all food he knew must be getting exceedingly scarce.
"Yes, what do you think, that rotten bounder of a spy is half starving the poor girl! He
