"'Fellow'?" broke in Drummond, angrily.
"This fellow," Jack continued, calmly, "accused me of causing Miss
Peddensen's arrest, and promised to brain me."
"Too bad you've allied yourself with that young woman," muttered Mr.
Trotter looking keenly into the Englishman's face.
"What d'ye mean?" demanded Drummond.
"Miss Peddensen turns out to be a well-known military and naval spy,
though she hasn't operated in this country before in five years,"
replied Mr. Trotter, coolly. "However, she has been caught trying to
steal the secrets of the submarine boat, and she's under arrest. My
side partner, Packwood, is now engaged in unraveling a cipher that was
taken from her."
"That's an impudent lie," asserted the Englishman, hotly.
"No it isn't," laughed Mr. Trotter. "It's a Secret Service fact."
"I'm going to go to Miss Peddensen, now, then," asserted Drummond.
"Right-o," drawled Trotter, so significantly that Drummond shot a quick
look at the officer, demanding:
"What d'ye mean by that?"
"I'm going to take you to Miss Peddensen," returned the Secret Service
man.
"I'll go all the way to Washington, by tonight's express, to see the
young lady freed from this outrageous mistake," stormed the Englishman.
Pages:
139
140
141
142
143
144
145
146
147
148
149
150
151
152
153
154
155
156
157
158
159
160
161
162
163