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Three months of the most tender and careful nursing by Miss Millet failed, however, to set Jeffrey Benson on his legs. He was very patient and courageous. Hope was strong, and he listened with approval and gratitude to his nurse's teachings. There came a day, however, which tried him. "You think me not much better, doctor?" he asked, somewhat anxiously.
"You have, been bothered with spies, Captain?" asked Trotter, turning to young Benson, when they had reached the cabin table. "Haven't we, though!" muttered Jack. "And even took one out with you on this last trip of yours," laughed Mr. Trotter, producing from an inner pocket a book bound in black. "Miss Peddensen, the Swedish young woman?" demanded Captain Jack.
I've seen 'em bring scritch-owls and hawks on their wrists before now. Oh, they'll do anything, some of 'em anything to be looked at. That's what it is; they want looking at. And I'd look at 'em if I had my way!" Mrs. Benson, shining with indignant heat, had to be pacified. She required much tact, the exercise of a low and musical voice. It cooed upon her like a dove's.
Just a few of the men, however, lent additional color to the scene. These were officers and midshipmen from the "Waverly," who came attired in the handsome blue, gold-braided dress uniforms of the service. Among the guests of the hotel who attended the dance were Jacob Farnum and his two young submarine experts; Jack Benson and Hal Hastings.
Perhaps we are to take the signal on the 'Thor' as an intimation that Rhinds is out to play pirate in earnest on this cruise." As Benson uttered these words he felt an odd little shiver run over him. Yet he gave it no more thought. Little idea had he, at that moment, how prophetic his words were likely to be!
"But slap on the heels of all this yere gregar'ousness on the part of Benson Annie an' Sal, the deal begins to come queer. At the end of the week the two girls has a row, an' in the turn Sal goes to t'other end of camp an' opens a laundry. That does settle it. Benson Annie gives Sal fits, an' Sal shorely sends 'em back.
Captain Jack Benson, you shall have the pleasure of meeting a most charming creature!" An hour after dinner the orchestra of the Hotel Clayton crashed out into the first two-step. The big ballroom was already two thirds as well filled as it could be with comfort. Potted green palms stood everywhere at the sides. The orchestra in the gallery was nearly concealed behind a fringe of green.
"You spoke of the Flag a moment ago," cried the girl, suddenly, and gazing searchingly into the boy's eyes. "Do you mean to tell me that Don that Mr. Millard would be engaged in any work hostile to his own country?" "Is the one we call Millard an American citizen?" asked Benson. "Yes." "Then " Jack came to an abrupt stop after that one word.
Inside he discovered a handsome bouquet of roses, with a card attached. "Well, of all the assurance in the world?" gasped Jack Benson. "What's the matter!" queried Farnum. "Read what's written on this card, sir." The inscription ran: "Mlle. Sara Nadiboff is delighted at learning that Captain Jack Benson has returned in safety from his long walk."
Near the bed, examining with the light of a candle the contents of the writing table which stood alongside of it, was Benson, the innkeeper.
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