"
"Yes--"
"He acted as the agent of the people," Eph continued.
"Well--"
"Therefore," asserted Eph Somers, with a roguish twinkle in his eyes,
"the Secretary of the Navy is the proper official for you to go to in
search of that information. And you may tell the Secretary--"
"Stop making fun of us," interposed a newspaper man.
"You may tell the Secretary," finished Eph, "that I said I had no
objection to his giving you the information you want."
The newspaper men after gazing briefly at the innocent-looking face of
the carroty-topped one, began to grin.
"Young Somers is all right," declared one of the visitors. "He knows
when to talk, and also when to hold his tongue."
"I never was sized up so straight before," grinned Eph, "since I was
caught stealing grapes behind the Methodist church."
Before the newspaper men departed in their boats they had obtained some
amusing and interesting points for a news "story." Yet not one of them
had gained any inside information as to the closely guarded secrets of
the submarine. Eph, from his very disposition and temperament, made
undoubtedly the best press agent the Pollard Company could have had.
Hal Hastings, while wishing to be obliging, probably would have said
his whole "say" in twenty or thirty words.
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