“But perhaps you can explain how I can accomplish that eat?”
“In a patent diving suit of mine.”
“Oh!”
The young man drew a deep breath.
“How many more wonderful inventions have you got, Mr. Reade?” he asked. “You are the wonder of the age.”
“Come with me!” cried Frank, phlegmatically.
He led Roger into the vestibule.
Here the diving suits hung.
“Are you at all used to being under water?” he asked.
“Well, I am a good swimmer!” replied Roger.