On account of their
knowing that he was to be sought at the United Service Club it was
possible--even likely--that the enemy knew of his actual connection
with the Navy. Yet, Benson did not propose to supply the other side
with any gratis information. So he added:
"Contrary to my duty as an American. I am loyal to the Flag, madam,"
the boy continued. "Do you know the nature of Millard's offense?"
"No-o-o-o; that is, not exactly."
"Do you wish me to tell you?"
"Why--he--he--told me it was some dispute over international affairs,"
stammered the young woman.
"Do you feel yourself a loyal American?" asked Jack, looking at her
curiously.
"Yes!" she answered, without an instant's hesitation, looking straight
into his eyes, almost defiantly.
"And you love this man, Millard?"
"Yes!" Yet her declaration was not so emphatic as it would have been a
few moments before.
Jack Benson sighed.
"Would you love a man who had betrayed his country's flag?" he asked,
presently, in a very low voice.
"Has Don--has the man you know as Millard offered to do that?"
It was not suspicion, but incredulity that rang in her voice.
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