their troubles.

"Some one has got to suffer for this business, before we get through!"
cried Captain Jack, his eyes flashing ominously. "But come, now,
fellows, we must go to bed, for we must have enough sleep if we're to
be good and fit in to morrow's race."

It was rather late, that evening when Messrs. Farnum and Pollard, still
with John C. Rhinds, returned to the Somerset House.

"I don't see our youngsters about, anywhere," muttered Jacob Farnum.
"But their room keys are gone from the clerk's rack, so I guess they've
turned in, like sensible fellows."

They did not know that Radwin himself had secretly removed the keys in
order to create the impression that the boys were in bed.

Rhinds and Radwin talked in whispers, behind the locked door of another
room. They chuckled a long while, then shook hands and went to bed.

The boys, however, as we know, were safely aboard the submarine.

Mr. Farnum had left a call for eight o'clock in the morning. It was
about twenty minutes later that Farnum and Pollard knocked loudly on
the door of the room occupied by Rhinds.

"Well?" demanded Mr. Rhinds, opening the door, and appearing, minus coat
and vest. "Ah, good morning, gentlemen. Going down to breakfast? I'll
be ready in a few moments."