"
"You are not afraid to step down to the ground, Captain Benson?" asked
the male spy, half mockingly.
"Afraid?" flushed Jack, springing down to the ground and confronting
M. Lemaire. "No; I am not afraid of a regiment like you!"
"I begin to imagine that you are a brave young man, Captain," assented
M. Lemaire, rather admiringly.
"Brave?" echoed Benson. "There's nothing here that calls for bravery,
is there?"
"No-o-o," smiled the Frenchman slowly. "Nothing, Captain, but the
courage to do and dare--and prosper."
"You speak like the puzzle page in a mail order magazine," laughed Jack
Benson, more easily. "Now, Monsieur, won't you oblige me by becoming
more definite?"
"What can I say, then?"
"Why, M. Lemaire, I always like to deal with people who are direct and
right to the point. You plainly have some kind of a scheme that you
are trying to put through with me. Won't you oblige me by coming
straight to the very point?"
"I shall be as direct as you can wish, Captain Benson," replied the
Frenchman, regaining his smile. "Let us stroll. Walking often helps
the flow of language."
Out of the corner of his eye Jack noted that, though Mlle. Nadiboff
refrained from joining them, she none the less hovered at no great
distance from them.
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