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In case of an outbreak of plague or cholera—’ “ His patience exhausted, Matt clapped his hands. The soldiers entered the room. “I am arresting you, gentlemen,” shouted Matt. ” “There’s a law for that, too,” cried the Minister of Justice, rejoicing. “It’s called martial law. Hey, this is really getting illegal now,” he cried, when a soldier poked him in the ribs with his rifle butt. Their faces white as chalk, the ministers were taken off to prison. The Minister of War was the only one to remain free.
They were going to hang me, but they didn’t. And I might even get out of the firing squad, too. So many bullets have missed me already. He ate his dinner hungrily. It tasted good because people who are sentenced to death are fed well, that’s even a rule. And Matt was being treated like a man sentenced to death. Now Matt sat by the window and looked out at the sky, where airplanes were darting past. Are those ours or the enemy’s? he wondered. Then three bombs exploded, all of them right by Matt’s prison.
Aha, your men got frightened,” the soldiers teased them. “They came running full speed ahead, shouting and hollering, but as soon as they got near us, they turned tail and ran. ” The enemy soldiers said those things because they were ashamed of themselves for acting like cowards and even forgetting to shoot. For a second time, Matt was brought to their head-quarters. The first time he had been a military spy in disguise, but now he was a prisoner of war in a soldier’s coat. “We know you, my little bird,” shouted the enemy officer, who was enraged.