"That will not be necessary. I do not mind him. But I have much that
I wish to say to you, my Captain. As for your friend--pardon me, but he
is dull, and--"

"Quiet, I think you mean, Mademoiselle," interposed Jack. "Hal's
worst enemy, if he had one, would hardly call him dull."

"Anyway, my Captain," murmured the young woman, "he does not interest me,
and I do want a few words with you."

"This charming young spy," muttered Benson quickly, to himself, "is
beginning to feel that I'm not enough interested to be coaxed away from
my duty by flatteries. I take it she means to show her real hand, and
try to play it in earnest. If that's the case, I want to know what she
is going to say."

Aloud he replied:

"It will be easy enough to send my friend away with the others,
Mademoiselle. When we reach the automobile all I shall have to do will
be to look straight at him."

"Ah! You have a code of signals--you two?" Mlle. Nadiboff laughed,
delightedly.

"A code?" repeated Jack. "No; we have never needed one. But my chum is
an unusually bright and quick young man."