Rhinds.
"Ah! Er--huh!" choked the wretch, swallowing hard. "Have the young
gentleman shown up, of course. And send up any other reporters who may
ask for me."
By the time that the first reporter reached the door Rhinds had carefully
removed all traces of the torn newspapers. The old man was calm. He
even smiled slightly, though he affected to be stung to the soul by the
thought that any American could think that he, or any of his party
aboard the "Thor" could have been guilty of such a fearful attempt of
crime.
"But of course, young man," urged Rhinds, suavely, "you will be able,
through the great power of the press for right, to set all suspicions
at rest. You will, I beg of you, give renewed publicity to the fact that
we were found to have our full number of torpedoes aboard. That one
fact, of course, disposes of any suspicion that we could have thought
of doing such a fearful thing."
The reporter was young, but he was not lacking in shrewdness. This
boyish-looking journalist had interviewed smooth-talking scoundrels
before.
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