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Updated: May 2, 2025
"Then, for a while, what do you say if we take window seats here near the entrance, and note whatever may be passing on the street? By that time your employers may be through with the board members and come out." "Why not go outside in the air, and walk up and down the block?" suggested Jack. "Excellent!" agreed Radwin, readily.
Though Radwin had the first start after Jack, and was running well, the driver, a long-legged fellow with splendid "wind" soon passed his leader. Jack realized that he was in danger of being caught, and tried to put on a greater burst of speed. Yet the driver came closer and closer. Whizz-zz!
"We'll take you 'round to where your messmates are," volunteered the sailor. "Hastings was particular that you come at once." "I'll get a carriage to bring Mr. Somers home in," Jack suggested. "Oh, your messmate, Hastings, has sent a feller for a carriage," broke in the first sailor, hastily. "Good enough," Jack nodded. "Then say, boys, I'll just run back to the hotel. I left Radwin in there.
But Farnum had kept his party on the "Benson" and the "Hastings." "Fred, I wonder whether we are going to have any more tests," demanded Mr. Rhinds, as he and his secretary lingered over their breakfast at the Somerset. "I wish I knew," sighed Radwin. "We've been beaten, a few points, by that Pollard crowd," muttered Rhinds, his face lowering. "But we're not altogether walloped, Fred.
Young Benson's opportunity came at just that instant. Smack! He landed his right fist in the driver's face, almost dazing him. With the left fist Jack struck himself free. But Radwin was just upon him as the boy turned. "No, you don't!" mocked Captain Jack, ducking down, kangaroo-fashion. "Day-day!"
As the "Zelda" came to her moorings in the inky blackness John C. Rhinds stepped out upon her platform deck. Rhinds, after his disappointment, looked like a very old man. He paced back and forth, moodily, until his captain and crew had gone below. Then Rhinds turned, with a half snarl, when Fred Radwin, after lighting a cigar, stepped outside.
"A small fine, which I could easily pay." "But the inconvenience of being locked up, at such a time!" asked Hal Hastings. "Mr. Farnum would bail me out, quickly enough." "I don't believe you see all of the point yet," murmured Hal, earnestly. "Suppose Radwin swore out a warrant against you for striking him.
"Mine's a Chinaman's luck," grunted Jack Benson, disgustedly. "Only a gang of drunken hoodlums down there. They'd stand in with anything that is against the police. No use depending on such human cattle." Jack, in fact, grasped the significance of the new riot a little before Fred Radwin did.
Radwin, will you look after our young friends? See whether you can show them any courtesies." A highly significant look passed between the portly rascal and his secretary. None of the Farnum party, however, noted it. "Well, what shall we do, boys?" inquired Radwin, genially, as, the four sauntered down the lobby toward the hotel entrance.
"For my part, I'd like to see you get orders, at once, for fifty boats, leaving all your rivals out in the cold. And now I must go on over to the 'Oakland." Messrs. Rhinds and Radwin were on shore, at the hotel, but they had received word of the departure of four of the rival boats, and knew the reason for that departure.
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