Jack shook his head.
"I think it is as Captain Simms said, the code is in the hands of that ambassador by this time."
"Jack Ready, by all that's good, and Billy too, shake!"
The cry came from up the street and a tall, good-looking lad of their own age came hurrying toward them. It was Ned Rivers, a youth who was interested in wireless and in that way had become acquainted with Jack and Billy on board the Tropic Queen while he was accompanying his father on a cruise on that ill-fated ship.
"Ned!" cried Jack.
"You're a sight for sore eyes," exclaimed Billy, and a general handshaking followed.
"What are you doing here, Ned?" asked Jack, after a few more words had been exchanged.
"Yes, I thought you lived in Nebraska," said Billy.
"So we did, but we've moved here. Father's in the Senate now. I thought you knew."
"Congratulations," said Jack. "I guess we'll have to call you Mr. Senator, Jr., now and tip our hats to you."