"
"Oh, well, then," nodded the reporter, "the 'Gazette' can clamor for a
naval board to be appointed to make the search, and at once. That will
serve the purpose as well, Mr. Rhinds--and it will answer the most
burning question that the public will want to ask."
Then came the other reporters. Rhinds saw them all, wore before them
all the mask of wounded innocence, showed them all how easily they might
allay all public suspicions.
Then, when the last reporter had departed, John Rhinds, feeling too weak
to stand, sank down upon a sofa, covering his face with his hands.
Thus, for some time he lay, hardly giving signs of life. His fright
was great, indeed.
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. Possible, also,
that in this fact lay time greatest danger that had ever menaced Jack
Benson.
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