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"Besides, if they're on their guard, now, so am I. I know them to be smarter than I first thought, so I shall spread a deeper, tighter net for them. John Rhinds, you shall win the rest of the submarine tests. At least, the Pollard boats won't win!" Radwin talked so confidently that John Rhinds began to look at him more hopefully. "What are you going to do, Fred?" the wretch inquired, at last.
Farnum and Jack caught sight of two anxious faced women one, a refined woman of middle age, the other a beautiful girl of sixteen. "Mr. Farnum, and Mr. Benson, my dear," announced John Rhinds, in oily tones. "Gentlemen, my wife, and my daughter, Helen. Both have something to say to you, gentlemen. Be seated, won't you?" With that Rhinds slipped away.
While the admiral communicated at once with Captain Magowan, Congressman Simms sent his card up to John C. Rhinds. The latter, all a-quiver, now, and showing a haggard face in which smiles fought for a chance, received his visitor. "Well, Rhinds," was the Congressman's greeting, "the country is all stirred up over this submarine incident out at sea.
The "Thor" still carried her full supply of four loaded torpedoes! Over the intense astonishment that followed this discovery came the oily, tones of John C. Rhinds: "Now, gentlemen, I won't speak of an apology, for I know you must have strong seeming reasons before you went so far as to suspect anyone aboard the 'Thor' of an atrocious crime.
There was nothing to fear from Farnum pushing the situation that had been created against the owner of the "Thor," for Farnum had promised. It was strange that John Rhinds, who had no regard for the moral value of his own given word, felt certain that Jacob Farnum would not break a promise.
John C. Rhinds stepped out like one in a daze, and remained so until he reached the wharf and stepped ashore. To the railway station went Rhinds. He was ruined. The order from Washington meant that all his capital had been expended on boats that could not be sold.
Eph, being at the wheel, could be trusted not to look around, but to keep his eyes straight on the gunboat mark ahead. John C. Rhinds could be seen, hanging limply over the rail of the "Zelda," his straining vision turned ahead. But he was being left more and more to the rear. Boom! The sound came suddenly over the water, at last.
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 can tell the older men where we are, and then Mr Rhinds will bring you all around. He knows the place. Come along, Somers and Hastings. Benson, bring the older ones as soon as you see them come out of the hotel." "Why, say, Jack, you go along now," urged Eph. "You know I don't care much about chocolate, and you do. So run along. I'll stay right here until I see our people."
It opened upon a very considerable space between cabin floor and keel. "This space certainly would accommodate a torpedo," declared Admiral Townsley. "Mr. Rhinds, if we could prove that you had a torpedo in this space the other day, there would be an almost complete case, wouldn't there?" "But I didn't have," cried Rhinds, with cunning insistence. "Mr.
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