"But I'm also a Congressman,
responsible to my district, my state and the whole country. Now,
Rhinds, the whole thing is just here. I'm going to look into this
matter, and I'm going to sift it all I can. If I find you're innocent
beyond a question--then--well, you know I'm a pretty good fighter."
"Yes, yes; you'll fight my enemies to a standstill," cried Rhinds,
piteously.
"But, if I find the facts against you, then my hands are tied."
"If--if it's a question of money--" stammered the submarine man.
"Money?" demanded the Congressman, crisply. "What for?"
"Why--er--er--for expenses."
"I can pay my own expenses, Rhinds, in a matter that affects the good
name of my district. Now, give me your side of this affair."
For an hour the two men remained talking. Rhinds fought for himself
as hard as he could, for he was beginning to suspect that a mere matter
of politics would not move the Congressman much in this case.
"Now, I'll leave you for a while, Rhinds, and I'll move fast," promised
the Congressman, rising. "But I advise you to stay right here.
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