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Kamanako thoughtfully counted that number on his fingers. "It is not too many," replied the Japanese. "What do you pay, honorable Captain?" "Forty dollars, and found." "I will accept, honorable Captain." "Are you sure that you can cook well enough for hungry sailors?" "I am satisfied that I can cook for anyone, honorable Captain," rejoined the little brown man, rather proudly.
Nearly an hour later Jack Benson stepped through into the conning tower; then moved down the spiral staircase. His rubber-soled deck shoes made no noise. Thus it happened that the young submarine commander came upon the new steward most un expectedly, and without being seen by the little, brown man. "Kamanako you scoundrel!" shouted the young captain, beside himself with sudden wrath.
With bows to the others Kamanako quickly took his leave. "We had nothing very strong on which we could hold that fellow, so we had to let him go," declared Mr. Trotter, after the outer door had closed. Then he added, with a sigh: "That's the worst of catching spies, under such laws as we have in this country. Rarely are we able to punish them as they deserve."
And there's mother, letting down the bars so the cows can go to the milking shed!" Jack laughed, in spite of himself. Then he turned to the Japanese. "Kamanako, do you want to go quietly, or remain to see what the Navy officers do with you?" "I go now," replied the Japanese, with a shrug of his shoulders.
The carroty-topped boy crouched low, resting his hands on his knees, after the manner of a football player awaiting an assault. Kamanako slid in close. Ere Eph could seize him the Japanese let himself fall lightly on one side. One of his feet hooked itself behind Eph's advanced left ankle, the other foot pressing against the knee of the same leg.
"Mlle. Nadiboff!" ejaculated Jack, under his breath. Jacob Farnum turned his head away for an instant, but the young captain heard the unmistakable sound of a chuckle from the shipbuilder. Kamanako turned his mild eyes inquiringly in the direction of the handsome young woman, as though he wondered who she might be.
"You've had all the fun so far, Kamanako," Jack admitted. "But now you've got to get off this boat mighty quick. Do you choose to go without any more fuss?" "I go when I get ready," retorted the Japanese, sullenly. "What's the matter, Jack?" asked Hal, slowly. "I've caught a dirty spy at work overhauling our mechanisms," replied the young submarine boat commander.
"I came in for pretty nearly as much as you did. I may meet Kamanako again, however. If I do, I'll pay him back." "What?" gasped young Somers. "Jack Benson, I thought you knew enough to be sure when you've had plenty!" "I'll pay that little fellow back, just the same, if I ever get a half-way chance," insisted Benson. "Please yourself," muttered Eph, grimly.
"Not all in kitchen, honorable sir," responded the Japanese, with an air of great deference. "Some in kitchen are Japanese." "Are you employed in the kitchen, Mr. Kamanako?" asked the shipbuilder. "Until to-day, honorable sir." "Meaning you have left the employ of the hotel?" "Yes, honorable sir." "Then you're going away from here?" "I hope to follow the sea, honorable sir. I am a sailor.
With something of a snarl Kamanako turned as though to spring at Benson again. The sight of Williamson, immovable as a piece of marble, yet holding that revolver suggestively, cooled the Japanese ardor. "How will it do, Captain," queried Hal, "if I pass the word to the gunboat and, have a file of marines come over to take charge of this spy?"
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