“Vot do you know about Mackinter?” he inquired.
“I know this,” stated Jimmie, angrily. “He’s a fake and if you know when you’re well off you’ll let go your lines right now!”
“Yes, Captain,” added Ned, “we found Mackinder trying to detain us because he fancies we have done something wrong or because he thinks we have something he wants. Who he may be we don’t know!”
“I know!” stated the captain, stoutly. “I know dot feller is a officer in der British army, und vhen he says shtay, den I shtay!”
“An officer in the British army!” gasped Jimmie.
“I think I see now why he wants that package!” declared Ned. “He thinks that we are bringing some instructions or something to the submarine named ‘U-13’ and he’s trying to intercept the despatches!”
“Well, he’s welcome to the ‘U-13’ package as far as we’re concerned!” maintained Jimmie. “What we want is to get home to the little old U. S. A., and that right quick. So, Captain, we’ll go now, if you please!”
“No!” decided the captain bluntly. “Vhe don’d go!”
“But you may listen to reason!” said Jimmie, drawing his automatic. “I don’t like to hold you up, but you’re going to get out of town right now and we’re going with you!”
“Put dot gun oop!” cried the captain, starting from his seat.