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"Up with 'em!" called Mr. Terrill to the two conspirators as he confronted them with his automatic pistol ready for firing. He had no need to mention hands they knew what he meant and took the characteristic attitude. "Tom! Tom Swift!" cried Mr. Nestor, struggling ineffectually at his bonds. "Is it really you?" "Well, I hope it isn't any imitation," was the grim answer.
Ten o'clock passed, and eleven, with no sign from Doddridge Knapp, and I wondered if the news I had carried him of the activities of Terrill and of Decker had disarranged his plans. I tried the door into Room 16. It was locked, and no sound came to my ears from behind it. "I should really like to know," I thought to myself, "whether Mr.
Hamblin occasionally cast a furtive glance at the young commander; but Paul seemed to be as composed as though nothing had happened to disturb the friendly relations between them. Though he did not observe it, Terrill persisted that the learned gentleman looked "ugly," and would make another row as soon as he could get a chance.
The passengers could converse as easily, and with as little effort, as in a balloon. "Of course that isn't the prime requisite," said Mr. Terrill, "but it is a good one. What we want is a machine that can sail over the enemy's lines at night without being heard, and I think this one will do it in fact, I'm sure it will.
Terrill directs me to report to you that the vessel is aground!" said one of the midshipmen, in breathless haste, touching his cap to the captain. Paul blushed deeply, and was intensely annoyed at this repetition of the circumstances of Saturday; but there was no alternative but for him to go on deck. "Will you excuse me, Mr. Hamblin?" asked Paul, rising.
He could not face Jack fairly. Already placed on the defense, when he had considered he would be the accuser, McKee took refuge in the plea of being wronged by false suspicion. "I ain't goin'," he whined, "to have folks suspicion me of any such doin's as the killin' of 'Ole Man' Terrill. I got a witness to prove I wasn't in twenty miles of the place."
"Mind your eye, Blair!" roared Terrill. "Starboard!" "Starboard, sir!" replied the quartermaster. "Touch her up when it comes so heavy," added the lieutenant. The vessel had fallen off, and took the wind so far on the beam that she buried her scuppers deep in the waves.
"Not exactly; he's much younger than I." "How old are you?" "Nineteen next month." "Old enough ter know better, eh?" "What do you mean?" "Better than ter go diggin' fer -well, gold, in these 'ere parts." A blush overspread Ralph's freckled face, but it faded as quickly as it had come, and he continued to stare at Bill Terrill. "I wasn't digging for gold," he said quietly. "Of course not!
Terrill. "Since this affects you, Mr. Swift, and since you are, in a way, working for Uncle Sam, you must let him help you. This is the first I have heard of the missing gentleman, of whom your father just told me something, but you must allow me to help search for him. I will get the United States Secret Service at work." "That will be fine!" cried Tom.
Terrill," said the captain. "But be careful of the hands." Terrill, with the trumpet in his hand, sprang from the life-line to the fife-rail, so as to be nearer to the hands who were to execute the captain's order. The unpleasant plight of Mr. Hamblin attracted his attention, in spite of the pressure of the emergency.
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