"Sure," said the cook. "I had no intention of remaining here. I knew about what would happen to you boys, and so started on a run for a 'phone, the idea being to reach the lieutenant. I was mistaken for Jack, and held up by a man who must have been left to spy about the cottage, but I got a chance to hand him one and got to a 'phone. Since then the lieutenant has melted a thousand miles of wire making inquiries for you."