The only known spies who were still at large, for some reason
known only to the Secret Service men, were M. Lemaire, Mlle. Nadiboff
and Kamanako.
"This is rather earlier than either of that pair in the habit of showing
themselves," muttered Benson, as the first two names crossed his
thoughts. "I wonder whether I could get the least bit of an inkling by
going to the jail and talking with Gaston? If I could bluff him into
telling me anything, it might be so much gained. I might catch him off
his guard, if I could get him angry enough."
Full of this interesting idea, the submarine boy strolled slowly along
to the little jail, forming his plans as he went.
Arrived at the jail, Captain Jack found the keeper, as yet, in ignorance
of the dastardly attempt that had been made on the submarine boat the
night before. He listened, aghast, as Benson told him the whole story.
"Now, I've got a notion that Gaston's crowd are very likely at the
bottom of this whole deal," continued the submarine boy, in a low tone.
"For one thing, while perhaps nothing much can be done to the other
spies, this fellow, Gaston, is in here for a crime which, under the
Florida laws, will go hard with him. It means that he'll be locked up
for a few years.
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