"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.
In response, the chauffeur ran the car slowly in at the curb.
Captain Jack, opening the tonneau door, was quickly out on the sidewalk,
without any need having risen for wholly stopping the car, which then
shot forward again.
"Now, what on earth was that for?" demanded Eph Somers, as the car
sped on.
"Don't look back," replied Hal.
"Why not?"
"Well, a certain party would see you looking at him."
"Who?"
"Why, Jack had the good luck to see Millard going along on the sidewalk.
We've just passed the fellow!"
"Are we going to nab him?" demanded Somers, breathlessly.
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