13/38 Don't you know me, or am I so clothed in snow that nobody can recognize me ?" "I recognize you now, Mr.Scott," said Weber, "and glad am I to see that it's you. I was afraid that I was being followed by a German scout. I could have disposed of him, but it would not have saved me from his comrades." "Comrades!" exclaimed John, as he shook his hand. "Why, are Germans about ?" "I think they are. |