“Not a bit,” I answered. “Dorothy was right,” said Tom. “The man who is trying to stop all war must have some terrific power which utterly destroys metal, causing it to change completely into some other form, and instantly disappear. How horrible to have that man at large. Jim, we’ve got to find him. That little middy you told me of would fire my purpose ten times over, if it were not ablaze already. There’s one thing though,--do you suppose the British government knows what we know?” “I have very little doubt they do,” I answered, “I fully believe that somebody had been there before us. Everything points that way; the closing of all diving operations by the authorities, the chase of our boat and their persistent effort to capture us.” “You must be right, Jim,” said Tom soberly. “They wouldn’t want any one to know any more about conditions than they could help. You can’t tell what little thing will start the fire of war just now. I guess we’d better keep this to ourselves for the present.” “Right you are,” I answered, as we walked into Seaview. We reached our rooms without the slightest difficulty, and went to bed after a hearty breakfast. We were awakened about twelve by a knock at the door, and the call of a familiar voice. It was our friend Thompson, the manager. He closed the door carefully, as I admitted him. Then he turned and shook hands with me. “Mr. Orrington,” he said, “you’re a great man, and a lucky one. J. Miggs and his boy came to see me this morning.” “Then they didn’t keep them?” I cried. “No,” said Thompson laughing. “J. Miggs got out of prison, and his boy never got there. The lad waked up for once. The launch with all its crew went chasing you and, by the time they got back, the youngster was safe at the dock at Portsmouth, and the suits were stored. You’d better not see either of them though. They may be watched. If you’ll give me the money, I’ll pay him and it will be all right.” I paid the money, and we parted. The moment Thompson closed the door, I rushed into Tom’s room. “Get up,” I said energetically. “J. Miggs and his boy are both free; I’ve left the money for them, and it’s time now for us to get out immediately. This town is none too healthy a location for us, now that business is out of the way.”