"Oho! I'd like to get a look, some time, at one of these clever women
spies," declared Jack, much interested.

"That's just what I'm coming to," pursued the Washington correspondent.
"I hope you won't be offended, Benson, but I understand you have
already paid some attention to one of the brightest women in this line."

"Mlle. Nadiboff?" cried Jack, guessing instantly what the other sought
to convey.

"Yes," nodded Graham. "Though I believe, when I first saw her, eight
years ago, she was using some other name than Nadiboff."

"Eight years ago," smiled Jack, "she must have been about thirteen years
old. Do they employ, spies at such a tender age?"

"Eight years ago," retorted Graham, "this young woman was, I should say,
about twenty-one years old. I am aware that she looks hardly older
to-day. When I saw you with her ten minutes ago it was the first hint
I had that she was in Florida."

"So she's a spy?" muttered Jack Benson, speaking more to himself. "Then
I can understand why she seemed so anxious to interest me. I was not
wrong about that."

"No," laughed Graham. "Beyond a doubt the young woman is very anxious
to please you, and to keep your interest. You happen to command a type
of submarine torpedo boat in which all the world is at present much
interested. By the way, I wonder if Mlle. Nadiboff, as you call her,