They
had, it appears, been plundering our wounded, for food and a Turkish rifle
were found in their possession.'
Ken could not speak German, but he knew enough of the language to gather
the meaning of the man's infamous accusations. 'Liar!' he burst in. 'We
were never in Turkish uniform. As for the gun, we took it in fair fight,
and as--'
At a sign from Hartmann, Achmet, the corporal, struck Ken across the
mouth.
[Illustration: 'Roy brought them down on the man's head.']
It was probably the last thing he ever did in his life, for Roy, raising
his shackled hands, brought them down upon the man's head with such
fearful force that he dropped like a log, the blood gushing from his mouth
and ears.
Instantly all was confusion. Hartmann sprang to his feet, shouting out
furious orders. Two of the guard seized Roy and flung him to the ground,
two more laid hands on Ken. Another drew his bayonet, and Ken saw it flash
in the evening sunlight before his very eyes.
It was Von Steegman who sprang forward and seized the man's arm just in
time.
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