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now, for Dunhaven and a long sleep--if we don't run into further big
adventures on this eventful night."
CHAPTER XIX
JACK STUMBLES UPON A BIG SURPRISE
"Busy, Farnum?"
"At this moment, not especially."
"I'm glad of that."
George Melville's attire was particularly fashionable this morning,
three days after the first trial trip run, when he dropped in at the
boatbuilder's office, finding the latter there alone.
Mr. Melville's eyes were twinkling, his face beaming. He had the whole
appearance of a man who is satisfied with himself and anxious to please
others.
"I've come to hold out the olive branch, Farnum, if anything of the sort
is needed," continued the capitalist.
"It isn't. Nothing is needed here but a good decision from the United
States Government," replied Jacob Farnum, briefly.
"Ahem! Now, see here, Farnum, of course I understand that you had
abundant reasons for feeling offended the other day. But this state of
affairs ought not to last between us. You have a splendid type of boat,
but you need more money in order to push your yard properly. You need
a lot more of building plant here."
"Yes," assented Mr. Farnum.
"Now, on the terms that I was inclined to refuse before, I am ready to
supply a sum even greater than was at first spoken of," and the man
beamed on Mr. Farnum.
"I no longer care to talk business with you, Mr. Melville."
"Why not?"
"We need not go into that. I bid you good day, Mr. Melville."
"You don't seem to know what you're doing, Farnum. I control millions.
I also have some influence--in Washington," and the man strode from the
room, leaving Jacob Farnum a bit shaken but not repenting his decision
not to deal with George Melville.
"One other road is open to Melville if he but knows it," thought the
boatbuilder. "One hundred and ten thousand dollars' worth of bills for
materials are now a few days overdue. My creditors have faith in me,
but Melville, with his money, could buy up these bills by offering a
bonus and could then press me for immediate payment. If only Washington
did not move, so slowly!" and the man groaned.
That same evening about ten o'clock the submarine boys were on their
way from the village to the "Pollard" when they heard the fire alarm.
They were in front of the volunteer fire house, and were at once pressed
into service to take the place of some of the young firemen who were not
at hand.
"Look!" shouted Eph Somer
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