Rhinds, however, turned and hurried off. In five minutes he was back
in the lobby. Eagerly he glanced about for the Farnum party, and
located it. Then he moved over to where Farnum and his submarine boys
sat.
"Farnum," breathed the old man, anxiously, "I've a favor to ask of you."
"That's strange," replied the shipbuilder, coolly.
"I won't term it a favor, then," went on the other, restlessly. "I will
put it another way. As a simple act of justice will you meet two people
whom I want you to hear?"
"I've heard a good deal, lately," answered Farnum, reluctantly.
"I ask this as a matter of justice. Won't you and young Benson step
down the corridor with me?"
"How long will this interview take?" demanded Farnum.
"Only a very short time."
"Well, lead on, then."
Farnum and Captain Jack stepped down a corridor in the wake of their
enemy.
Rhinds led them into the ladies' parlor. Farnum and Jack caught sight
of two anxious faced women--one, a refined woman of middle age, the
other a beautiful girl of sixteen.
"Mr.
Pages:
224
225
226
227
228
229
230
231
232
233
234
235
236
237
238
239
240
241
242
243
244
245
246
247
248