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Secret Voyage

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CHAPTER ONE | The boat lay with a list to star-| board at 10 fathoms. Jim Mallory | walked cumbersomely around it] careful not to foul his lines in the | masts, and peered through the glass | of his diving helmet at the home in | the bow. It didnt look like much of | a job to raise. It looked like a little | easy money for the Ajax Salvage Co. | From above, Curly Bates’ voice came over the telephone in an in-! coherent mutter, Jim Mallory re- | plied, “Yeah, I found her.” i Curley’s voice, distinct now, said, “Shut up, you!” : Men didn’t talk like that to Jim Mallory; certainly not one of his | crew. Astonished, he demanded,| “What?” And Curly’s voice was in-| stantly apologetic “Not you, Spike. to—" | Jim Mallory had a quick hunch, | a gripping suspicion. “Listen,” he said, “haul me up.” He was a man |

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to put a girl onto him. But it was] clever. Where bribes and threats won't work use a woman. “They've put a dame onto you, Spike.” “Yeah” “I dont like it a little bit. Shes smooth as silk.” = » » \ HE CAME out of the diving suit, and he was big and brown and hair was thick and tousled, and solid. He ignored the girl “She's down ther” he said to] Curly. “Well get some grapnels on her tomorrow, and some pontoons. Shell come up like a cork.” “Shall I drop a buoy over before we ship anchor?” “You may as well. The girl rose from the bulwark, drawing Jim Mallory’s eyes. She was in a green swim suit, and her skin was a smooth brown. He spoke with the cigaret between his lips, saying, “Hello, hello,” in a cautious, offhand fashfon. “Hello™ The girl's voice was nicely husky. “Who is she?” “A sport cruiser named Hannah that some landlubber let founder.” “Quite a beauty, I suppose. With trim lines. Or is she something else again?” Jim smiled warily. He said, “I don’t know you. Should I?” “I don't think so. The name is Mary Larsen I'm just a visitor, a sightseer aboard. It was quite a swim, from shore. How deep is it here?” “Six fathoms.” “In English, I mean.”

her lips. She turned frownirgly sober, as if she just remembered she hadn't come aboard solely to eat h's food. She said, “Spike, could I ask you a question?”

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