telling his submarine boys about the proposed shifting of command to
Don Melville's shoulders. The fact was that George Melville, after that
first hint, had said nothing more about the subject, but was now craftily
laying the wires for securing gradual control of the shipyard's
enterprises.

"Why, I am glad to find you at leisure, and willing to be amused,"
smiled Captain Jack, quietly. "Will it be too much like business if I
ask you down to the water to watch a little demonstration that we want
to make with the 'Pollard'?"

"Is it something brand-new?" laughed Mr. Farnum, resting an arm on the
young captain's shoulder.

"So far as I know, it's shiningly new," laughed Jack Benson.

"What is it?"

"If you don't mind, Mr. Farnum, I'd rather show it to you first."

"How long will the demonstration take?"

"It ought not to require more than fifteen or twenty minutes, sir."

"I'll take you up, then," agreed Mr. Farnum, pleasantly.

Just at that moment the inner door opened. Mr. Melville came out,
followed by his lawyer, Don bringing up the rear of the file.

"I guess you'd better come along with me, gentlemen," called Mr. Farnum.