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"And, on the strength of having the United States' order for a dozen boats, I'm certain then, of being able to place orders for two or three dozen more boats with foreign governments." "How are you going to place the order for a dozen with the United States government?" insisted Fred Radwin. "How? By the very simple method of getting all the Congressmen and Senators of our state at work.
In striking this blow young Captain Jack Benson had struck far harder than he had even dreamed. When Rhinds began to realize things once more he missed Fred Radwin Radwin, the seeming fugitive, who had run away from his foul leader at the first sound of a police voice. Still, it was possible that Radwin was not far away.
"You are Mr. "Rhinds." "I wish to see your Mr. Radwin. I have a message for him." "Be seated, Chief," urged the rascal. "Mr. Radwin will be here in a moment." "Where is Radwin now?" demanded the chief. "In the next room. He'll be here in a moment." "Did he go through that door?" asked Chief Ward. "Yes." "Then I'll see him at once," replied the official.
Rhinds, I wonder if we can really get an order for any of our boats from the government. I hope that we can, at least, get rid of the three that we have on hand." "Three?" uttered the president of the Rhinds Submarine Company, scornfully. "I'm going to sell the government at least a dozen!" As he spoke, he struck his clenched fists together angrily. "How?" asked Radwin.
"Why did you do that fool thing?" whispered Rhinds, with a dark look at his secretary. "Why did I fail, you mean?" hissed Radwin. "Oh, don't try to throw any reproaches at me, now. You were willing enough to help me send that torpedo over at the 'Hastings." "I can't understand how the torpedo missed," shivered Rhinds. "Well, you were at the wheel," retorted Radwin in a low undertone.
Do you care to go around with me, and see what the sailors are doing to drive dull care away?" "Well, that is a question," said Jack Benson quickly. "We're boys, you know!" "Sensible young fellows," cried Fred Radwin, in a tone so full of approval as to disarm all suspicion.
The Farnum party were just turning away, to follow a bell-boy to the rooms assigned to them upstairs, when John C. Rhinds, his face beaming craftily, approached them, followed by Radwin. Rhinds introduced himself to Farnum, then presented Radwin as secretary to the Rhinds Company. "We're rivals in a way, of course," declared Mr. Rhinds.
"A case of nothing struck, if I had!" uttered Captain Jack, bitterly. "Oh, yes! You would have struck at our chances of winning out in these submarine tests," murmured Hal Hastings. "What do you mean?" demanded Jack, looking startled. "If you had hit Radwin, in the presence of all those witnesses, you would have been right in line to be arrested for assault." "Pooh!" jeered Captain Jack.
"It must be some one who didn't want us to man a Pollard boat in to-morrow's speed test, of course," nodded Jack. "It seems like a mean thing to say, and we ought to be sure, but I believe Rhinds and Radwin are the offenders." The more the submarine boys talked it over, the more they were inclined to fall in line with the guess that Rhinds and Radwin had been behind their troubles.
"What what do you mean?" stammered Fred Radwin, looking mightily bewildered. "In the future, sir," and Jack's voice barely fell, "do us the honor not to speak to us." "What on earth " protested Radwin. "If you don't heed my request," Jack continued, angrily, "I don't believe I shall be able to curb my desire to land both fists in your face."
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