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"Yes, if you take no risk of ramming the war ship, or doing any other damage." Captain Jack instantly shut off the speed, reversing, next allowing the "Pollard" to stop and drift as she lay. "What's that for?" asked Commander Ennerling. "I'm going to try," replied Jack, with a laugh. "Oh, Hal!" Hastings came at once up aloft with them.
"That's bluff on his part, and silly bluff, at that," said Jack. "These firemen can say where we were when the alarm came in." "But not where we were when the fire started," grumbled Eph. "The fire's practically out; we'd all better go home now," said Mr. Farnum. The next afternoon Commander Ennerling of the United States Navy reported to Messrs.
"Now, let us see you run a little lower than awash, with just enough of the conning tower in the air for the helmsman to see where he is steering," proposed the president of the board. Jack went above to relieve Eph at the wheel, while Commander Ennerling stationed himself beside the boy.
"Look here, my man," bellowed Commander Ennerling, "we'll have no further nonsense from you. Surrender, without further parley, or you'll find our nose pointing at your side hull and then there'll be some fireworks. You can't be insolent with the United States Navy." Then, leaning over the manhole, Commander Ennerling shouted down: "Watch below!"
His mouth opened in a broad grin as he listened to his chum's rapid sentences. "And now ask Eph to come up here," finished Jack. As Somers reached his young chief Benson demanded: "Eph, see that light? Commander Ennerling is sure it belongs to a Naval vessel. We're going to try to tie up to her while she's going at cruising speed."
"Hm!" muttered the commander, grimacing. "This is a fine Naval outfit to lay alongside of a craft that has a mutiny aboard!" "Do you want to hail, or try to board the yacht?" inquired Jacob Farnum. "I think we'd better run alongside and hail that crowd," answered Commander Ennerling. "Yet, if it comes to it, we'll have board!"
The two junior officers came hastily up the spiral stairway. Commander Ennerling told them as rapidly as he could what had happened. "There's something wholly wrong on that yacht," he wound up, "and we've got to get alongside and look into it." "Want to get out on the platform deck?" inquired Captain Jack. "Yes, by all means."
"Awash, sir," Eph soon called down. The time was noted. "Now, show us anything that you wish," suggested Commander Ennerling. Captain Jack looked significantly at Messrs. Pollard and Farnum. Both nodded. "Then, sir," rejoined Captain Benson, "if don't mind, we'll run back to Dunhaven, and show you a specialty of ours in the harbor at Dunhaven." "Very good," agreed the president of the board.
"Is that you, Braylesford?" "Aye, Ennerling, and a shabby old trick you've played on us!" Commander Ennerling's hearty laughter came up from below. "Captain John Benson, the young man who came over your stern rail, is the genius who planned the joke," called up Ennerling. "But with your approval, eh?" "Of course, Braylesford."
You must have been born aboard a submarine." "He never saw a craft of this kind, until a few weeks ago," retorted Jacob Farnum admiringly. Taking out a notebook and pencil, Commander Ennerling recorded the reading of the submergence gauge, which showed how many feet the craft was below the surface of the water. "Of course," hinted Mr. Farnum, smilingly, "don't know the gauge to be correct."
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