ing as an order."
"You will go straight to the American consulate at Rio Janeiro, then,"
directed Mr. Seaton. "From the consulate you will send a messenger to
bring to you Shipley D. Jarvis, whose address is the American Club.
The American consul will be able to assure you that it is Shipley D.
Jarvis who comes to you. You will turn over these papers to Mr. Jarvis
in the presence of the American consul. A letter from me is in the
envelope with the papers. That is all, except----"
After a brief pause Mr. Seaton went on to caution Dick Davis and Ab
Perkins as to the dangers against which they must guard on the way.
This Tom Halstead supplemented with an exact description of Anson
Dalton and of Captain Dave Lemly, of the now seized "Black Betty."
"Either, or both, of the rascals may board this ship a little further
along," cautioned Mr. Seaton. "Night and day you must be on your guard
against them."
Then Tom Halstead quickly outlined to Davis a system of apparently
common-place wireless messages by means of which Davis might be able
to keep Mr. Seaton informed of the state of affairs, for some days to
come, on board the "Glide."
Some further last instructions were added. Powell Seaton wound up by
forcing a few banknotes into the hands of both these unexpected
messengers.
"Wait until we've succeeded," proposed Dick Davis.
"This is for expense money, for sending wireless messages, and other
things," replied Mr. Seaton. "Your real reward will come later on."
"When we've succeeded," nodded Davis.
So much time had been taken up by this talk that now all had to step
out on deck.
"We're ready to go aboard our boat, sir," Skipper Tom reported.
"You and Dawson go, Halstead," nodded Mr. Seaton. "I want not more
than sixty seconds with Captain Rawley in his own room."
When the charter-man of the "Restless" came out once more the thick
pile of banknotes in his pocket had grown a good deal thinner, but
Captain Rawley had been enlisted as a friend to the cause.
"Good-bye, old chums," cried Dick Davis, gripping a hand of Tom and
Joe with each of his own.
"Good-bye! Good luck now, and all the way through life!" murmured Tom,
earnestly, and with a hidden meaning that Davis caught.
As speedily as Tom and Joe had assisted Powell Seaton aboard the
motor boat, Hank cast off, while the crew of the "Glide" began to
raise the side gangway.
There were more rousing farewells between the two groups of Motor Boat
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