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"What <i>do</i> you mean?" Virgie demanded, standing straight and tall before her, and meeting her eyes with a blazing look which warned Mrs. Farnum to be careful how she dealt with that spirit. "Pray, be calm, my child," she returned, with a pitiful accent. "Sit down beside me here, and I will explain why I am so disturbed.
I did not dream he could do anything so wrong; but doubtless he will settle down now, and I shall expect to see him a member of Parliament; he has everything in his favor." "Who is Margie?" Virgie asked, in the same tone as before, though she had shivered at the last words of Mrs. Farnum; they were bitterly cruel. "Why, Margaret Stanhope one of the loveliest girls in Hampshire County.
The naval officers returned to the "Hudson," at anchor in the little harbor below. "The young man acts as though he had been struck on the head," was the physician's verdict. "No bones of the skull are broken. The odor of liquor is on his coat, but I can't seem to detect any on the breath." "Of course you can't," commented Jacob Farnum, crisply. "Will Benson be fit to sail in the morning?"
The boys of the submarine's crew, feeling that Mr. Farnum would want to be alone with his guest, also remained below. "Do you er like this sort of thing, Benson?" asked Don Melville. "The submarine boat work, you mean?" asked Captain Jack, brightly. "Why, it's my life my very life!" The glow that came to the cheeks of the young submarine captain bore out his words fully.
"Why Farnum, I I spoke for your good." "No, you didn't," contradicted Jeff flatly. "You don't care a hang about me. You've never noticed me before. We're not friends. You've always disliked me. But you want the credit of bringing me into the fold. It's damned impertinent of you." The Senior retired with a white face.
"This isn't the first time the young man has come back the worse for wear," the lieutenant commander continued, under his breath. "His friends were loyal enough to him, that time. I wonder if they can be, to-day?" One of the shore boats, waiting about in the Basin, put young Benson aboard the "Farnum" as soon as he explained who he was.
“That’s our gunboat out there, I think,” went on Mr. Farnum, pointing to where a white masthead light and a red port light were visible, about a mile away. “Dunhaven must be on the map, all right, if a strange navigating officer knows how to come so straight to the place,” laughed Jack Benson.
"I don't know, but I'm not going to worry a mite about Eph Somers until I have to," retorted Jack Benson, easily. "Eph can generally take care of himself," added Hal Hastings. "He rarely falls into any kind of scrape that he can't climb out of." "But this is a bad time for him to take the 'Farnum' and cruise away," objected the owner of the yard.
"I've heard a good deal, lately," answered Farnum, reluctantly. "I ask this as a matter of justice. Won't you and young Benson step down the corridor with me?" "How long will this interview take?" demanded Farnum. "Only a very short time." "Well, lead on, then." Farnum and Captain Jack stepped down a corridor in the wake of their enemy. Rhinds led them into the ladies' parlor.
Jack, who usually reserved judgment until he knew some facts on which to build, was inclined this time to agree with Eph, and Hal was certain that Somers was right. "It would be to their advantage to have Potter disappear before they begin their dirty work against Mr. Farnum," Hal insisted. "I telephoned to Mrs. Farnum and she reports 'nothing new," continued Eph. "It's queer."
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