/0/17320/coverbig.jpg?v=d01b2c59067b524d2a1a59b762900567)
When that flippant youth, Archibald Archer, making his morning rounds from stateroom to stateroom, beheld Tom Slade hurrying along the promenade deck under the attentive convoy of one of Uncle Sam's sleuths, he was seized with a sudden fear that his protégé was being arrested as a spy.
But Tom was never farther from arrest in all his life. He hu