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"One other road is open to Melville if he but knows it," thought the boatbuilder. "One hundred and ten thousand dollars' worth of bills for materials are now a few days overdue. My creditors have faith in me, but Melville, with his money, could buy up these bills by offering a bonus and could then press me for immediate payment. If only Washington did not move, so slowly!" and the man groaned.
In Don's inner coat pocket rested a long, white envelope. Jack fished it out with a cry of triumph. "Got it, Jack?" hailed the boatbuilder. "Yes, sir." "Then hold on to that envelope until we have a good chance to look it over. It's supposed to contain plans, or some sort of information, that you were supposed to be selling the Melvilles to-night." "What?" gasped Captain Jack.
Melville and the lawyer turned in their seats and the others sprang to their feet. "Oh, it's you, is it, Melville? What can I do for you?" asked the boatbuilder. "You can settle for this claim, Farnum," and the capitalist held out the paper. "Very well. I will write you a check at once. The banks are closed for the day now, but I will deposit the money the first thing in the morning.
The boatbuilder came promptly on board the submarine with the news, adding, earnestly: "Don't you boys leave this boat unguarded for an instant until after the trial trip is over. Mr. Melville will very likely hear about this and I'm not sure he'd hesitate to disable our boat if he could.
Melville stopped right there, for Jacob Farnum, his eyes turned in a steady look out over the water, suddenly emitted an incredulous whoop. Then, without explanation, the boatbuilder broke into a dead run that carried him along the shore to the northern edge of the little harbor. Nor was Mr.
now and again and for about the twentieth time now again, as he turned to bend his steps towards Boatbuilder Jago's yard suddenly and without warning, as a wave the terror took him that in his absence some thief or spy had surprised his hoard. Under its urgency he wheeled right-about and hurried for home, to assure himself that all was safe.
"But what about your other news, Dave?" interposed Mr. Farnum. "This telegram!" burst, eagerly, from the inventer, producing a yellow envelope. "It was addressed to you, but in your absence I opened it." While Jack struck a match, the boatbuilder read with feverish interest showing in his eyes. "Oh, but this is great news!" he gasped. "We've finally got the Navy Department awake.
I can't put out a board and say, Beazeley, Boat-builder, because I'm no boatbuilder, but still I want a sign." "Lord, father, haven't you got one already?" interrupted young Tom; "you've half a boat stuck up there, and that means that you're half a boat-builder." "Silence, Tom, with your frippery; what do you think. Jacob?" "Could you not say, `Boats repaired here?"
"Are you going to try to play Benson's trick, then?" asked the inventor, reappearing on deck. "I'm inclined to think," replied the boatbuilder, "that I am. It seems like too good a thing to miss." On board the "Pollard" the cabin lights burned late that evening. Once the plan invented by Captain Jack was explained to the others all hands turned to, in great glee, to make preparations.
"It looks to me," rejoined Farnum, coolly, "as though your son would have the extensive task of informing us." "Come on, father; let's be getting away from these people," proposed Don. "But what are you going to do with that young man?" "In the name of the Commonwealth," replied the boatbuilder, "I've placed this young man under arrest, and I'm going to deliver him up to the authorities.
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