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It has already been indicated why it was impossible so to sustain the Cienfuegos blockaders. The reason, in the last analysis, was our insufficient sea-coast fortification. The Flying Squadron was kept in Hampton Roads to calm the fears of the seaboard, and to check any enterprise there of Cervera, if intended or attempted.
Her voice had fallen to a hiss like that of the reptile mentioned. "You are mad, Sanetta," he cried, irritably. "You have no occasion for this jealousy and hatred." "I have had! You know that I have had and your face shows it!" "You have none now absolutely none now!" His emphatic declaration fell upon Cervera with an effect which Venner did not at first understand.
"Yet you were mad, Sanetta. You had no grounds for such jealousy, no occasion for such a crime." "I had and you know it! I told you I would do it." "Well, you have tried it, at least," growled Venner, forcing a smile to his gray lips. "And you dare not betray me," repeated Cervera, thrusting the glittering weapon within her dress.
The uncertainty felt by Commodore Schley, when he arrived off Cienfuegos, as to whether the Spanish division was inside or no, would not have existed had his squadron been previously blockading; and his consequent delay of over forty-eight hours with the rare chance thus offered to Cervera would not have occurred.
"If you think I'm a thief, why don't you hand me over to the police?" he shrewdly demanded. The ruse worked. For a moment Cervera was caught with no ready reply, and Nick promptly decided that he was known, hence could not well be given to the police.
Sir: I have the honor to make the following report upon the battle, with the destruction of the Spanish squadron, commanded by Admiral Cervera, off Santiago de Cuba on Sunday, July 3, 1898: The enemy's vessels came out of the harbor between 9:35 and 10 am, the head of the column appearing around Oayo Smith at 9:31 and emerging from the channel five or six minutes later.
With a gesture he signed the several men away from his hideous den of reptiles, and Chick retired up the stage. The detective had barely made his change, when he heard the low voice of Busby near by, the friend who had smuggled him upon the stage that evening. "Hist! There she is, Chick!" "Cervera?" "Yes. Down yonder, just to the right of the electric switchboard.
The Spanish officers were enthusiastic in their praise of the bravery shown by Hobson and his men, and looked upon them with amazement as heroes whose gallantry far exceeded any Spanish conception of what men might do for their country, and it was with great chagrin that Admiral Cervera was prevented by the Madrid authorities from returning the heroic young officer and his brave men to Admiral Sampson, but was compelled to deliver them to the military authorities ashore as prisoners of war.
As we made our way up the channel, a pilot boat hailed us and told us of Sampson and Schley's glorious victory over Cervera. Though our joy was great and our enthusiasm intense, we were greatly disappointed that we were not in at the death. We felt sure that if we had been there our skipper would have worked the old craft in near enough to have given us a shot.
"Caramba!" cried Cervera, with a mocking laugh. "Aren't you going to speak?" Still no answer. "Have you lost your tongue, Detective Carter? If you don't speak out, Mr. Smart Fellow, I shall drop something down that will light you up. I want a look at you, to know whether you're afoot or on horseback." Nick remained in perfect silence. Then Cervera disappeared.
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