"
"Hm! That Nadiboff woman!" muttered Trotter. "She has been as dangerous
as any of them, and yet it is hard to be rough with her after her one
act of gratitude to you, Benson. I could see that she went north on
the train, of course, but she'd be liable to suspicion and punishment
by some of the members of the gang of that infernal Gaston. He has yet
other men, I suspect, who may be watching the trains further on, and
Mlle. Nadiboff, after saving you, Benson, from their latest death trap,
might run right into their vengeance. She ought to be gotten away from
here by some other means."
"She can be--by ship," hinted Jack, quietly.
"Let me see," mused Trotter. "Yes; that can be done, if you want to
take some trouble. At about eleven to-night the Savannah freight
steamer, bound for Havana, will pass by about a dozen miles out. You
could pick her up by watching for her searchlight. Do you feel like
sending Nadiboff to Cuba, in that fashion?"
"If it suits her, we'll do it," Jack replied quickly enough.
"It may be very bad for her if it doesn't suit her," replied Trotter,
grimly. "Well, hurry along and see if you can do it. Drummond and
Miss Peddensen are going north to-night, also."
As the submarine party left the house they met Packwood and Hennessy
coming along.
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