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قراءة كتاب The Radio Boys on Secret Service Duty
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The Radio Boys on Secret Service Duty
Gerald Breckenridge
CONTENTS
- CHAPTER I—FRANK “LISTENS IN”
- CHAPTER II—LOOSE ENDS OF A PLOT
- CHAPTER III—THE MAN OF MYSTERY AGAIN
- CHAPTER IV—ENTER INSPECTOR BURTON
- CHAPTER V—THE SOUND DETECTOR
- CHAPTER VI—IN THE ENEMY’S TOILS
- CHAPTER VII—A BREAK FOR LIBERTY
- CHAPTER VIII—CHINATOWN WINS
- CHAPTER IX—THE POWER OF THE UNDERWORLD
- CHAPTER X—CARRIED CAPTIVE TO SEA
- CHAPTER XI—“BEST LAID PLANS”
- CHAPTER XII—A STORM AT SEA
- CHAPTER XIII—HOPE IS “IN THE AIR”
- CHAPTER XIV—THE UPPER HAND REGAINED
- CHAPTER XV—ABANDON SHIP
- CHAPTER XVI—DOCTOR MARLEY EXPLAINS
- CHAPTER XVII—LOST TRAIL
- CHAPTER XVIII—CLOSING IN
- CHAPTER XIX—THE SOUND DETECTOR DETECTS
- CHAPTER XX—IN AT THE DEATH
- CHAPTER XXI—AT SANTA CRUZ ISLAND
- CHAPTER XXII—IN THE SMUGGLERS’ COVE
- CHAPTER XXIII—A SIGNAL FROM THE RADIO STATION
- CHAPTER XXIV—A SPY CAPTURED
- CHAPTER XXV—A FORLORN HOPE
- CHAPTER XXVI—A SURPRISE ATTACK
- CHAPTER XXVII—BLACK GEORGE CAPTURED
- CHAPTER XXVIII—REWARDS AHEAD
- CHAPTER XXIX—A LOOK INTO THE FUTURE
They were all crouched low to avoid being seen from the deck.
THE RADIO BOYS ON SECRET SERVICE DUTY
By GERALD BRECKENRIDGE
Author of
“The Radio Boys on the Mexican Border,” “The Radio Boys with the Revenue Guards,” “The Radio Boys’ Search for the Inca’s Treasure,” “The Radio Boys Rescue the Lost Alaska Expedition.”
A. L. BURT COMPANY
Publishers, New York
Copyright, 1922
By A. L. BURT COMPANY
THE RADIO BOYS ON SECRET SERVICE DUTY
Made in “U. S. A.”
CHAPTER I—FRANK “LISTENS IN”
“Excuse me for butting in, stranger,” said a pleasant voice at the door of the Pullman stateroom, “but I heard you talkin’ to these boys about the old mining camps in these California mountains. It’s kind of tiresome with nobody to talk to, ridin’ all day. Mind if I come in? Mebbe I can tell you some things interesting to easterners. I’m an old-timer here.”
“Come right in,” said Mr. Temple, rising and extending his hand. “My name’s Temple, George Temple. And this is my son, Bob, and his chums, Jack Hampton and Frank Merrick.”
“My name’s Harlan, Ed Harlan,” said the other, advancing. “I was born and raised in the mountains. My dad was a