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Secret Voyage

By JOSEPH L. CHADWICK

CHAPTER TEN

JIM MALLORY still looked at Mary Larsen when Lois Hammond] came and slipped her arm through his. He thought: “So she didn't become Eric Forbes’ secretary.” And] A. he might have hoped Mary was now | * Interested in the things he had said| to her back home—were it not for| his suspicions. ! Lois said, her voice soft, “It’s good | to see you again, Jim” | “Its good to see you again,” hel said. And, for the other girl's bene-| fit, he lay his hand on Lois’ hand] and fondly squeezed it. | He turned to Jeffery Hammond. *I'a like to talk with you, sir, alone.” “Of course, Mallory. Come to my cabin.” In the cabin, Hammond faced him | wtih evident embarrassment. His! hands shook as he lighted a cigar. | “Well, let's have it, Mallory.” “Theres no ore in the Sonora's foreward hold,” Jim said. “I've a hunch theres none in the after holds. I want an explanation.” “Very well. IT shall give you an explanation. I came here for that purpose. Back in Miami Beach, Mr. Forbes and I made you an offer. We wanted you to drop your plans for salvaging the Sonora. You wouldnt deal with us, and you threatened to do the job on your own. We couldn't afford to let you do that. I went into this thing with you merely to secure your secrecy.” “You didnt want me to report anything to the Coast Guard or to the Maritime Commission?” “That's right. You know, of course, how the Sonora was sunk.” “By shellfire?” “No. She was scuttled. The first mate, Halloran, opened the sea cocks, But she had been shelled. We didnt want her brought into port full of holes because of the ex- , Citement and the scandal it would cause.” > “Wasn't Halloran lost at sea?” “He was wounded. The crew put him ashore at Cuba. He was in a hospital there for a month. That's the last I heard of him.” “I'm beginning to see what happened,” Jim said. “But not why.”

=, HAMMOND'S face looked suddenly old and tired. “The Sonora| carried oil and rubber out of South] America, and not manganese. That| is why the cargo was not insured. She sailed for European waters, had a rendezvous with a belligerent ship, and transfered the cargo. Rubber and oil are badly needed over there. Just as the redezvous was ending, a British warship appeared In the dusk. The Sonora and the other ship ran for it, and the warship began firing. The Sonora was hit a dozen times, her| captain killed and Halloran wounded, but she got away. Halloran brought her down into the Caribbean, for secrecy, but the Coast Guard had been tipped off to look for an unknown American ship that had been in the war zones in deflance of the neutrality law.” “And so,” Jim said, “you ordered Halloran to scuttle her?” + _ “Exactly. Then you came along. We hadnt figured on the Sonora being found. You can see how much we had at stake. The reputation of the line, and a whole mess of trouble with the government.” Jim nodded. “But why did you take the risk in the first place?” “The company has been in financial trouble since the war started Hammond replied, his voice burdened. “Most of our was done in waters now forbidden to American ships by the neutrality act. Eric Forbes made a contact which led to the Bonora’s sinking. I shan't put all the blame on Forbes, however, for I gave my consent. Forbes’ contact paid well, and we took the

“Anfl 50 I was @ meddling fool,” Jim said. “TI butted in, caused you a lot of grief, and you gave me . enough rope—"

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hasn't something to salvage. As I told you, someone else is interested in her—to the tune of 25 grand.” Hammond frowned; it was a worHed frown. “I can’t understand that. Sonora? What cargo could she have carried?” “That's something you should ask the Sonora’s first mate, Bert Halloran,” Jim said, and went out. = = ®

HE FOUND lois sitting in a deck-chair under the after-deck awning. She said, her voice caressing, “Sit beside me, darling and tell me how your salvage work is coming.” He pulled a chair up beside hers and sat down. “There isn't any salvage, Lois. Here's a man on the verge of bankruptcy.” “You're joking, Jim.” “Not a little bit. What makes you think I'd joke about that.” “Oh, a little conversation I overheard before we sailed.”

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