"Laughing at you? Not a bit!"

"You have told some one that I am a spy," replied Kamanako, without
a trace of grudge in his voice. "So now, I cannot leave Spruce Beach.
Ticket agent, he will not sell me. If I try to go on foot, the roads
are watched. If I take to woods, even, I shall be found."

"Sorry," nodded Jack Benson, and passed on. "So the Secret Service net
is around the place, and no suspected person can get away?" muttered
the submarine boy. "Well, that's it should be. I wonder if there
are any more of this strange crew--men or women spies that don't
happen to have suspected so far? If there are, I don't believe they'll
wriggle through the meshes of old Uncle Sam's Secret Service net,
anyway."

His mind full of the doings of the day, Captain Jack Benson found Messrs.
Farnum and to whom he surely had much to tell.




CHAPTER XVIII

"REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENED TO THE 'MAINE'!"


"We'll have no more trouble, I imagine," nodded Jacob Farnum, with a
satisfied air, when Jack, at a table in the corner of the dining room,
had told, in low tones, all that had happened.