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"It's all right," he announced. "The car is coming." In hardly a minute more the car rolled up to the veranda, and stopped. Mlle. Nadiboff, catching sight of the little party, smiled and nodded graciously as she stepped to the veranda. "Where's Captain Benson?" inquired Hal, starting toward her. "Captain Benson?" repeated Mlle. Nadiboff, looking a trifle surprised. "Hasn't he returned?"
Nadiboff, resting a hand pleadingly on his sleeve "My Captain, if need be, I shall send for you. Do not fail me! You won't?" It looked as though the tears lay just behind her eyes. The submarine boy felt that the situation was becoming too interesting, so he lifted his cap once more as he turned on his heel. "Mlle.
"I was wrong to think Jack Benson a fool," she said to herself, angrily. "He is far more clever than the men I have met. I can do nothing with him. I must turn him over to Lemaire to see if that prince of spies, as he has often been called, can find the flaw in this submarine boy's armor." With that Mlle. Nadiboff leaned forward, murmuring a few words to the chauffeur, who nodded slightly.
Does the sound of my voice annoy you?" asked Mlle. Nadiboff, as the auto flew over the quiet country roads inland from Spruce Beach. "Good gracious, no!" replied Hal. "Then why do you say so little?" "Because you say it so much better, Mademoiselle." "But flattery will never take the place of interested conversation." "Engineers don't talk much," protested Hal. "So they think a great deal.
Nadiboff meant to make the approach against his loyalty to the submarine company. "Do you know, my Captain, that you are hardly a flattering escort?" began Mlle. Nadiboff, after they had whirled along for a mile or more. "Why not?" Jack inquired, bluntly. "Have you noticed how I seem to please most men?"
Nadiboff, in her most pleading voice, while there was an almost tearful look in her pretty eyes, "some one who can change the orders. Your Mr. Farnum, I take it. Go to him, won't you, and plead with him for me? Go!" One of her little, gloved hands rested on his arm, pushing gently.
This done, Lemaire himself added a gag to Jack's mouth that shut off the last chance of making a sound. This done, the two men bore Captain Jack to the larger auto, while Mlle. Nadiboff, chuckling softly, covered him completely under robes. "So that's the kind of people they are?" Jacob Farnum smiled softly as Reporter Hennessy finished repeating the information volunteered by Mr.
That was not more than two miles from here, was it, Gaston?" "Much less than two miles," replied the chauffeur. "And he hasn't returned?" queried Mlle. Nadiboff, looking mildly curious. "He has not yet come," Hal replied. "Then he must be a slow walker, or but will you take my car and go back to look for him? Will take you to the spot where your young captain left us on foot?"
"Amused yes, at the idea of my falling in love, if that was what you meant to suggest," replied Jack, again speaking very candidly. "And why should that amuse you, my Captain?" "Why, do you know how old I am, Mlle. Nadiboff? Or rather, how young? I am only sixteen. At my age, if I formed any notion of being in love, it would be sensible to have me spanked and put on a short diet for a few days."
Nadiboff, on the arm of a gentleman, passed close enough to murmur: "Captain, you are neglecting me and I have saved the next, a waltz, for you." Not being engaged for that waltz, Jack could hardly do, otherwise than claim it. Indeed, he greatly enjoyed dancing with this gracious, handsome young woman. Yet, soon after he had taken Mlle.
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