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Graham, the Washington correspondent. To this Hal had contributed the little he was able to tell of Mlle. Nadiboff's conduct. "You will have to look to your young captain more closely after this," wound up Hennessy. "Why?" questioned the shipbuilder. "Even at this moment he is away in the company of that clever woman." "Oh, he won't be cross with her," retorted Farnum, with an easy smile.
Nadiboff's laughter rippled out merrily. "Why, I have all the time in the world, Mr. Hastings. I live only to enjoy myself." "That must be rather a dull existence, then," thought Hal, while his pretty companion leaned forward to give the order to the chauffeur, who turned up a road leading to the ruined castle of the old piratical days.
Hal Hastings's first impulse was to accept the offer of the car. Yet Mlle. Nadiboff's acting was so perfect, her air so unconcerned save for mild curiosity, that any suspicion Hal may have felt for a second or two was quickly banished. "No, though I thank you, Mademoiselle," he replied. "Captain Benson will doubtless be here before we could make a fair start."
In going away she wore a plain gray dress and dark brown jacket purchased from one of the maids at the hotel. Mlle. Nadiboff's jewelry and money, with which she was well supplied, had been in the hotel safe, so that she left with the means of pursuing her journey in comfort.
Nadiboff's car, but he caught a swift look from Jack, and turned back. Hal had not yet heard of the grave suspicion against the young woman, and could not guess what this move of his chum's meant. Hastings, however, was swift to take the hint. "You have not overstated your friend's intelligence," murmured the young Russian gleefully. "At a short look from you he retreats."
Nadiboff's partner could rejoin her, M. Lemaire appeared around a palm at Mlle. Nadiboff's back as naturally as though he had not been playing the eavesdropper. "Have a care, Sara," he whispered, mockingly, "or you will fail in making a fool of that young fellow!" Half way through the next dance Jack and his friends remained in their seats.
Those of us who will be on hand can manage the boat through any ordinary trial or trip." Eph was very silent for him. After fifteen more minutes had gone by young Somers sauntered out into the road, where he could command a long view in the direction in which he would naturally look for Jack's approach in Mlle. Nadiboff's car. After some ten minutes Eph Somers came running up the roadway.
Nadiboff's bright, gentle smile most alluring. So, when the music for the waltz sounded the submarine captain led her forth on to the floor. At the finish, after Jack had led his partner to a seat, Lieutenant Featherstone joined them.
"Good morning, Mademoiselle," was Jack's greeting, as he courteously lifted his uniform cap. Hal and Mr. Farnum also uncovered. Then the boat ran alongside, and all four clambered on the deck. In another instant. Mlle. Nadiboff's boat was also alongside. "You are going to be kind, my Captain, and invite me aboard?" asked the young woman.
M. Lemaire, however, in studying the surrounding country, had heard of the artificial cave. He visited it. At need, he saw that it would suit his purposes. And now Jack Benson lay there, having been brought hither in Mlle. Nadiboff's automobile. The young submarine captain was now not gagged. He had yelled for help perhaps two hundred times in the long hours since his enemies had left him there.
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