"Wait until I"m out of the boat," proposed the submarine boy. "Then ask all the questions you like. Maybe you"re paid to ask questions, but I"m paid to hold my mouth shut."
It went a good deal against the submarine boy"s grain to be so brusque with an inquisitive stranger, but there seemed to be no other defense.
"Oh, well, if you"re ashamed of your business--" retorted the fisherman, falling into a sullen silence.
This turn of affairs just suited Benson. He compressed his lips and sat back, looking out across the bay at the tug, which was at work some three miles away.
"Can you put on a little more speed?" inquired Jack.
"No," answered the fisherman, sulkily. "Doin" all the gait she"ll kick now."
So Jack possessed his soul in patience until the wheezy little launch had covered the whole distance.
While still some two hundred yards off Jack caught sight of Major Woodruff coming out of the after cabin of the tug.
"Ahoy, Major!" yelled the submarine boy, holding his hands to his lips.
"Perhaps you"d better stop work until I"ve reported."
Then the launch ran in alongside, and Jack stepped up to the deck of the tug, holding tightly to the loot he had taken from Millard.
The master of the launch manifested a disposition to hang about in the near vicinity, until curtly ordered away by Major Woodruff.
"I suppose you thought, Major, that I took a good deal upon myself in advising you to suspend work," Jack hinted. "Yet I"ve something to show you, and much to tell you. And I"m wagering an anchor to a fish-hook that you"ll be glad you stationed me over on that neck of sand."
Major Woodruff led the way back into the cabin. There he examined the chart, with a start of astonishment.
"The fellow was marking down all our mine positions," came savagely from between the Army officer"s teeth.
Then he picked up the book.
"A nice little a.s.sortment of notes on matters of military interest along this coast," muttered the soldier. "Your long-legged fellow has been busy at other points than Craven"s Bay."
Then, closing the book with a snap, Major Woodruff looked keenly at the submarine boy as he remarked:
"Mr. Benson, I think our present submarine tests can be well suspended.
We have a much more important task ahead of us--to catch this impudent thief of military secrets! And, in this undertaking, Benson, you can be of the greatest sort of help!"
CHAPTER V
SIGHTING THE ENEMY
"You can count on me, sir," declared Captain Jack Benson, eagerly.
"I can count on every one of you submarine boys, can"t I?" asked Major Woodruff, thoughtfully.
"You can count on us," declared Benson, earnestly, "as though every one of us were sworn into the service and had a record of being tried and tested!"
In an instant after speaking the submarine boy realized that this must have had a boastful sound. So he added, quickly:
"Please don"t suspect me, Major, of being a braggart. But Hal, Eph and I have always taken our work with seriousness. We have always acted just as though the Flag depended upon us for its protection. We have the desire, every minute of our lives, to be great Americans--that is, great in our devotion to the Flag, even if we cannot be great in deeds."
"By Jove, I believe you!" cried Major Woodruff, reaching forward and clasping Jack"s hand tightly in his own.
The major went on heartily:
"No, no, Benson, I don"t consider you boastful. You"re talking the way I heard some youngsters talk when I was a boy. It"s refreshing and encouraging to hear you talk that way. Do you know, boy, when we older fellows sometimes get to thinking of the country"s past glories, we wonder whether the boys of to-day are going to make such men as have carried the United States of America forward in the past? The thought makes us solemn and anxious. I suppose every man who is grown and on toward middle life has always, in every generation, wondered whether boys were as serious and dependable, as staunch and loyal as the boys of the day before yesterday. Look here, lad!"
Major Woodruff rose, stepping to the door aft and throwing it open. The stern of the tug was visible. From the pole that slanted out over the stern, hung the Stars and Stripes.
"You don"t need to glance at that fine old bit of bunting more than a second, lad," continued the major, "before you feel all that it can ever make you feel. In your case, I believe the sight of the Flag is always an inspiration to you. I pray it is so with every boy who grows up in this country. But is it?"
Standing there before the Flag, Jack quietly doffed his cap.
"Thank you, Benson," acknowledged the major, also doffing his own cap.
Then, closing the door, Major Woodruff stepped back to the table on which lay chart and book.
"This chart, Benson, shows what the rascal Millard, has been doing out on the neck. This book proves that he has been at work at some other points. The book doesn"t tell much of the story, though. Of that I am certain. Millard, if he has been at work long, has compiled other notes in other written volumes. If so, then he has also made other charts of our coast defenses. For what other government has he thus marked a series of charts with our secrets? And has Millard succeeded in getting other charts, and other books of notes, off to the foreign government he is serving--or has he them hidden somewhere in this country, awaiting his chance to take the results of his spying out of the United States?"
"I wish I knew!" muttered Jack.
"I"m coming to the point," continued Major Woodruff, briskly. "Now, of course, when we discover evidence that spies of other governments are at work along our lines of national defenses, the first thing we try to do is to catch these foreign agents and all the material they have succeeded in getting together."
Major Woodruff, who was becoming considerably excited, paused to light a cigar, ere he continued, more slowly:
"Now, you and your two friends, Benson, know this fellow Millard. You will spot him instantly, wherever you go. I shall communicate with Washington, at once, by means of a telegram in cipher. The War Department will order me to use all speed in catching Millard, and in finding out where he keeps his other stolen records. Men and money will be used in running down this fellow. Yet you and your two chums should be in the front ranks of pursuit, for you will know him the instant you lay eyes on him."
"You want me to take my friends ash.o.r.e, then, Major, and lay the "Spitfire" up?"
"By no means," answered Major Woodruff, decisively. "In reality operations will be suspended at this point until we have run Millard down. Yet we must have the appearance of being as busy as ever. The submarine will hover about, and this tug will be busy, apparently, in laying the bay with mines. You have a fourth man on your boat?"
"Yes, sir; Williamson, the machinist."
"Can he run the engines all right?"
"As well as any of us, Major."
"Then I will put aboard a man who can steer. Thus the "Spitfire" will be seen moving about the bay, and apparently at work. I"ll also put aboard a guard of a sergeant and three or four soldiers of the engineer corps, and they"ll guard that boat from harm with their lives. That will leave all three of you young officers of the "Spitfire" free for sh.o.r.e duty."
"It will, Major. And now, sir, what is that sh.o.r.e duty to be?"
"Simply to locate Millard. He may be at one of the hotels in Radford."
Radford was the busy, important little port four miles farther up the bay.