With Chester and Helen he led the way.

They were forced to go very slowly for they were still in the Bulgarian
lines, and all knew they would be for a considerable distance. How far
the Bulgarians had extended their lines following the retreat of the
Serbians they had of course no means of knowing, but Hal felt sure it
would be a good ways.

Tents dotted their line of march for an hour as they walked along keeping
parallel with the road, but some distance from the highway.

"This road will eventually lead across the Greek border," the girl
whispered as they walked along.

"Here's hoping we get across the border before the Bulgarians get after
us," said Chester.

"Second that motion," declared Hal.

They walked on in silence.

It had been more than an hour now since they had left their late prison
and Hal was beginning to hope their absence would not be noticed before
morning. He had just said as much to Chester.

"I am afraid that is too much to hope for," was the latter's reply.

And, as it turned out, it was.