Only a few cadets were in sight.
"Come on now," he answered.

"We'll see if the coast is clear." They walked to the end of the gymnasium building, where, in a long room, the bicycles of the students were kept.

It was pitch dark inside and not a soul was in sight.
"Now, you remain outside," said Ritter.

"If you see anybody coming begin to whistle 'Yankee Doodle,' as loud as you can.

Don't wait for me, for I'll go out the back way." "All right.