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The Submarine Boys for the Flag / Deeding Their Lives to Uncle Sam

Chapter 4 JACK'S QUEER LOT OF LOOT

Word Count: 1790    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

p, t

nly sped onwa

al!" roared the long-

under the circumstances, has no sense of h

nted the one in chase. "You're

ernment?" Jack shot

going t

o increase his burs

der the submarine boy saw the long-legged one still running after h

being a coward, yet he was willing to admit that he didn't

" yelled the pursue

n!" dared

till in flight, heard the bullet whistle by him. Then it struck th

The next shot will be to

it?" Jack taunted back

oy's tactics. He hoped, by making t

d the reverse of the effect expected by the marksman. It roused all the submarine

oo close for comfort, though not true enough to score a

ought to get over ground faster than I. The difference is that that fellow is out of c

ellow fired, and the boy was able to see th

pocket revolver for service work? Now, if he had a dozen shot

hase for the time being. Not only was he out of range of his qua

hap couldn't catch me; he couldn't hit me. So I've gotten away with the stuff he was so a

down to a walk, though keeping a vigilant lookout to the rear. "I don't want to wal

d one, well to his rear, now, might be the only human being

tion. Said he'd do any kind of work, but Grant Andrews put him in a separate shed, sorting and counting steel rivets, and never let him get near a submarine boat. That's the same fellow-Millard. Or, at least, that was th

emembered more and more of the br

had a different name in Washington, and refused to recognize Mr. Pollard-said there was some mistake. By hookey! There isn't any

kward over his shoulder, but M

muttered the submarine boy. "I'm s

Just because Millard had dropped out of sight was no rea

t of a little semicove. Here lay a small motor launch, whose skipper

ing down to the water's edge, "c

ded the fisherm

Jack, briskly. "I want to get over to where the Army tug is a

dded the

lars to take me over the

a

arting the engine, then lightly driving the bow of th

y, taking out the money, as he stepp

shove off, and we'll start," adde

ght, sight of Millard, three hundred ya

ned Jack, "or that fellow headed this way will

ieve his present passenger. That little launch stole out of the cover under its reverse gear until the m

n, when satisfied that he was at a safe

and down, it looks as if he we

ziness?" asked the master of the launch

"as I understand it, you're paid to take me over

fisherman, then surveyed

as in the Navy?" suggested the

?" queri

Navy?" persist

with the Army," Captain

in the human interr

ought we agreed you had just one job to do fo

n. "But say, there's just one quest

nson, decisively. "I

me finish," co

boy. "Then ask all the questions you like. Maybe you're p

grain to be so brusque with an inquisitive str

ur business-" retorted the fisherm

ed his lips and sat back, looking out across the bay

little more spee

man, sulkily. "Doin' all

ience until the wheezy little lau

hundred yards off Jac

out of the after

he submarine boy, holdi

tter stop work un

tepped up to the deck of the tug, holding ti

sition to hang about in the near vicinity,

nd work," Jack hinted. "Yet I've something to show you, and much to tell you. And I'm wager

o the cabin. There he examined the

r mine positions," came savagely fr

icked up

terest along this coast," muttered the soldier. "Your long-l

p, Major Woodruff looked keenly a

much more important task ahead of us-to catch this impudent thief of military se

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