"Oh, impossible," she began hurriedly, "impossible that he could
have known anything about this other matter. Why, she told me he
was to sail suddenly for Germany and came up here for a last visit
before he went, and to arrange to come back on his return. Oh, he
could know nothing--impossible."
"Why impossible?" persisted Burke. "They have submarines in
Germany, don't they? And rival companies, too."
"Who have rival companies?" inquired a familiar voice. It was
Captain Shirley, who had returned out of breath from his long
climb up the steps from the shore.
"The Germans. I was speaking of an attache named Nordheim."
"Who is Nordheim?" inquired the captain.
"You met him at the Naval building, that night, don't you
remember?" replied Gladys.
"Oh, yes, I believe I do--dimly. He was the man who seemed so
devoted to Mrs. Brainard."
"I think he is, too, father," she replied hastily. "He has been
suddenly called to Berlin and planned to spend the last few days
here, at the hotel, so as to be near her.
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