"Very good, sir."

The sh.o.r.e boat waited to convey them to the landing. Before going, young Captain Benson closed and locked the manhole entrance to the conning tower. A sullen silence had fallen over Truax. The instructions to the corporal of the guard, and the prompt acceptance of those instructions, told Sam, beyond any doubt, that he was _not_ coming back on board that night.

Truax followed the others as they pa.s.sed through the Academy grounds.

Beyond the large, handsome buildings, there was not much to be seen at night. Lights shone behind all the windows in Cadet Barracks. Nearly all of the cadets of the United States Navy were in their quarters, hard at study. Here and there a marine sentry paced. A few naval officers, in uniform, pa.s.sed along the walks. That was all, and the submarine party had crossed the grounds to the gate through which they were to pa.s.s into the town of Annapolis.

"Coming with us, Truax?" asked Williamson, as the party pa.s.sed out into a dimly lighted street.

"No," replied the fellow, sullenly. "I"ll travel by myself."

"You"re welcome to," muttered Eph, under his breath.

The others climbed the steps to the State Capitol grounds, continuing until they reached one of the princ.i.p.al streets of the little town.

"Say, but this place must have gone to sleep before we got ash.o.r.e,"

grumbled Eph. "Hanged if I don"t think Dunhaven is a livelier little place!"

"There isn"t much to do, except to wander about a bit, then go to the Maryland House for a good sleep on sh.o.r.e," Jack admitted.

For more than an hour the submarine boys wandered about. The princ.i.p.al streets contained some stores that had a bright, up-to-date look, and in these princ.i.p.al streets the evening crowds much resembled those to be found in any small town. There were other streets, however, on which there was little traffic. In some of these quieter streets were quaint, old-fashioned houses built in the Colonial days.

"Annapolis is more of a place to see by daylight, I reckon," suggested Hal. "How about that sleep, Jack?"

"The greatest fun, by night, I guess, consists in finding a drug-store and spending some of our loose change on ice cream sodas," laughed the young submarine skipper.

This done, they found their way to the Maryland House. Jack and Hal engaged a room together, Eph and Williamson taking the adjoining one.

"As for me, in an exciting place like this," grimaced Eph, "I"m off for bed."

Williamson followed him upstairs. For some minutes Hal sat with his chum in the hotel office. Then Jack went over and talked with the night clerk for a few moments.

"There"s a place near here, Hal, where a fellow can get an oyster fry,"

Benson explained, returning to his chum. "With that information came the discovery that I have an appet.i.te. Come and join me?"

"No," gaped Hal. "I reckon I"ll go up and turn in."

"I"ll be along in half an hour, then."

Jack found the oyster house readily. As he entered the little, not over-clean place, he found himself the only customer. He gave his order, then picked up the local daily paper. As he ate, Jack found himself yawning. The drowsiness of Annapolis by night was coming upon him. Little did he dream how soon he was to discover that Annapolis, in some of its parts, can be lively enough.

As he paid his bill and stepped to the street, a young mulatto hurried up to him.

"Am Ah correct, sah, in supposin" yo" Cap"n Jack Benson?"

"That"s my name," Jack admitted.

"Den Ah"s jes" been "roun" to de hotel, lookin" fo" yo", sah. One ob yo"

men, Mistah Sam Truax, am done took sick, an" he done sent me fo" yo"."

"Truax ill? Why, I saw him a couple of hours ago, and he looked as healthy as a man could look," Jack replied, in astonishment.

"I reckon, sah, he"s mighty po"ly now, sah," replied the mulatto. "He done gib me money fo" to hiah a cab an" take yo" to him. Will yo" please to come, sah?"

"Yes," agreed Jack. "Lead the way."

"T"ank yo", sah; t"ank yo", sah. Follow me, sah."

Jack"s mulatto guide led him down the street a little way, then around a corner. Here a rickety old cab with a single horse attached, waited. A gray old darkey sat on the driver"s seat.

"Step right inside, sah. We"ll be dere direckly. Ma.r.s.e Truax"ll be powahful glad to see yo", sah."

"See here," demanded Jack, after they had driven several blocks at a good speed, "Truax hasn"t been getting into any drinking sc.r.a.pes, has he?

Hasn"t been getting himself arrested, has he?"

For young Benson had learned, from the night clerk at the hotel, that, quiet and "dead" as Annapolis appears to the stranger, there are "tough"

places into which a seafaring stranger may find his way.

"No, sah; no, sah," protested the mulatto. "Ma.r.s.e Truax done got sick right and proper."

"Why, confound it, we"re leaving the town behind," cried Jack, a few moments later, after peering out through the cab window.

"Dat"s all right, sah. Dere ain" nuffin" to be "fraid ob, sah."

"Afraid?" uttered Jack, scornfully, with a side glance at the mulatto. The submarine boy felt confident that, in a stretch of trouble, he could thrash this guide of his in very short order.

"Ah might jess well tell yo" wheah we am gwine, sah," volunteered the mulatto, presently.

"Yes," Benson retorted, drily. "I think you may."

"Ma.r.s.e Truax, sah, he done hab er powah ob trouble, sah, las" wintah, wid rheumatiz, sah. He "fraid he gwine cotch it again dis wintah, sah. Now, sah, dere am some good voodoo doctahs "roun" Annapolis, so Ma.r.s.e Truax, he done gwine to see, sah, what er voodoo can promise him fo" his rheumatiz.

I"se a runnah, sah, for de smahtest ole voodoo doctah, sah, in de whole state ob Maryland."

"Then you took Truax to a voodoo doctor to-night?" demanded Jack, almost contemptuously.

"Yes, sah; yes, sah."

"I thought Truax had more sense than to go in for such tomfoolery," Jack Benson retorted, bluntly.

The mulatto launched into a prompt, energetic defense of the voodoo doctors. Young Benson had heard a good deal about these clever old colored frauds. In spite of his contempt, the submarine boy found himself interested. He had heard about the charms, spells, incantations and other humbugs practised on colored dupes and on some credulous whites by these greatest of all quacks. The voodoo methods of "healing" are brought out of the deepest jungles of darkest Africa, yet there are many ignorant people, even among the whites, who believe steadfastly in the "cures" wrought by the voodoo.

While the mulatto guide was talking, or answering Jack"s half-amused questions, the cab left Annapolis further and further behind.

"Yo" see, sah," the guide went on, "Ma.r.s.e Truax wa"n"t in no fit condition, sah, to try de strongest voodoo medicine dat he called fo". So, w"ile de voodoo was sayin" his strongest chahms, Ma.r.s.e Truax done fall down, frothin" at de mouth. He am some bettah, now, sah, but he kain"t be move" from de voodoo"s house "cept by a frien"."

"I"ll get a chance to see one of these old voodoo frauds, anyway," Jack told himself. "This new experience will be worth the time it keeps me out of my bed. What a pity Hal missed a queer old treat like this!"

When the cab at last stopped, Benson looked out to find that the place was well down a lonely country road, well lined with trees on either side. The house, utterly dark from the outside, was a ramshackle, roomy old affair.

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