"
"I reckon," wisely decided Captain Jack Benson, "that I know just about
enough to take my information to Lieutenant Ridder."
CHAPTER VIII
EPH FEELS LIKE THIRTY TACKS
As agreed, the young West Pointer was in a room at the Grindley House.
As this room was equipped with a telephone, the young Army man was in
touch both with Fort Craven and with the submarine boys, should the
latter find anything to report over the talking wire.
Here in the room Captain Jack found Ridder, for the boy had felt it
best to go direct to the hotel.
"Surely, you haven't found out anything as quickly as this?" asked the
young lieutenant of engineers, looking up in surprise.
"I've learned a few things," replied Jack, quietly.
"Sit down, and let us hear what you've learned."
Jack dropped to the chair, but Lieutenant Ridder, when he heard the news,
was so excited that no chair could hold him.
"Jove! and just our luck!" gasped the Army officer. "No policeman
in sight! Now, if you three boys had kept together--"
"But, you see, when I dropped from the automobile, I wasn't sure it was
Millard. I had had only a glance, and his face was away from me.
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