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Again Benson played see-saw with his sounding-line over the boat's gunwale. "If my lead isn't hitting the 'Farnum," declared the young skipper, positively, "then it's the 'Farnum's' ghost. Hold steady, now, Hal." Immediately afterward, Benson caused the lead fairly to dance a jig on whatever it touched at bottom. "What's the good of that, anyway?" demanded Jacob Farnum.
"Yes, I came in person, and quite prepared to furnish the capital you need after the preliminaries are arranged." George Melville rose and after a brief nod of farewell made for the door, followed by his lawyer. Jack opened the door quietly, then shut it just as softly. Broughton Emerson invested heavily in Mr. Farnum's yard and the business was incorporated, Mr. Farnum and Mr.
Then down to the Somerset went the able bodied survivors of the submarine party. Though they said nothing in the hearing of the strange chauffeur, they were no more than inside Jacob's Farnum's room when they let loose their indignation. It was not many minutes, however, ere the chief of police arrived.
Farnum's business. This, of course, was a total loss. Soon after this, in trying to get control of a railroad by his underhand methods, he lost all of his fortune and had to accept a small clerkship in order to make a living. Don, at the same time, became steward on the yacht of one of his father's old-time acquaintances.
Beauchamp introduced the reporter to her, but Dunn failed to catch the name of this rather remarkable looking young lady. "You are to write the story of Mr. Farnum's adventure?" she asked. The reporter's eyes narrowed very slightly. "What story?" "The account of the shanghaing. Oh, I know all about it. Have you all the facts?" "I'll be glad to hear what you know, Miss "
Soon after the naval men had taken their train for Washington, David Pollard came into Mr. Farnum's office, carrying a valise and a brief case and announced that he was going away for a time where he could not be reached to rest and study and think. It was the third day after this that Jack, wishing to see Mr. Farnum in regard to some supplies for the "Pollard," went to his office.
So this is where that famous submarine torpedo boat is being built? And she's a diving boat, at that?" "Well, I guess mebbe she'll dive, all right," chuckled Jabez Holt. "But as to her comin' up again, I reckon the 'Pollard' ain't goin' to be so certain." "Where are they building her? Farnum's shipyard, you said?" "Right over yonder," explained Mr.
But sharks and the shanghaiers chasing him and a young lady helping to haul him aboard to safety and that young lady Miss Alice Frome! Say, this is the biggest story that ever broke in Verden. If I fall down on it I'm a dead one sure enough." "You think it will help Mr. Farnum's fight for his bill?" "Help it.
Jack ascended to the bridge, to find himself facing a six-footer in his early thirties. There was a younger officer at the far end of the bridge. "Does Mr. Farnum consider you capable of showing us the way into the harbor!" demanded the commanding officer of the "Hudson." "I think so, sir. He trusts me with his own boats." "Then you are " "Benson, Mr. Farnum's captain of the submarine boats."
"Well, down to Farnum's boatyard they're putting up a craft that's known as 'Pollard's Folly." "And why wouldn't they want that photographed?" demanded young Benson. "Because it's one of them sure-death boats they hope to sell the Government, and the United States Government don't care 'bout havin' its war craft secrets snap-shotted," replied Jabez Holt.
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