The Submarine Boys for the Flag - Deeding Their Lives to Uncle Sam by Victor G. Durham
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The automobiles were waiting outside. Lieutenant Ridder was given a three minutes' start. Then the submarine boys followed after, in a second car. As Radford was but four miles distant from the post the trip was not to be a long one. "This is the sort of job that has me by the ears," glowed Eph Somers, enthusiastically. "I won't be selfish enough to say I hope to be the fellow to catch Millard. But, if he does stray my way, I hope I won't be idiot enough to let him slip through my fingers." "I don't care if Lieutenant Ridder is the one who nabs him," remarked Hal, coolly. "All that I'm particular about is to see this foreign agent nabbed before he succeeds in getting any information out of the country." The car that bore the boys was soon driving through the streets of Radford. Jack held in his hand a list of the better grade and middle-class hotels that Colonel Totten had given him. "Which hotel are we going to first?" asked Hal. "I don't know," uttered Jack, suddenly, sharply. "I know what I'm going to do, however." Leaning slightly forward the young submarine captain prodded the chauffeur lightly, twice, in the back--a signal that had been agreed upon at need. |
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