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Updated: June 1, 2025
At all events, it was quite clear that the squadron no longer needed to be informed of the outbreak of hostilities, so Parrington decided to carry out his orders and return to Manila with his four ships.
He turned again to the German officer, and looked at him hesitatingly. The latter, apparently in a bad temper, looked out to sea, whistling softly to himself. Parrington walked toward him and, seizing his hand, said: "It's clear that we don't understand each other. What's up?"
But my gratitude was shot with flashes of unwonted insight. Parrington was one of those who suspected Raffles, or, at all events, one who was in the secret of those suspicions. What if he had traded on the suspect's presence in the house? What if he were a deep villain himself, and the villain of this particular piece?
The wireless detachment said that they had seen the steamer two hours ago from the hill. Parrington put down his glass and said: "About four thousand tons, but she has no flag. We can soon remedy that." And turning to the signalman he added: "Ask her to show her colors." At the same time he pulled the rope of the whistle in order to attract the stranger's attention.
Parrington, regaining his self-control, said: "Then the cable disturbances " He stopped, then continued disjointedly: "But this is terrible; this is a surprise such as we I beg your pardon," he went on in a firm voice to the German, "I am sure I need not assure you that your communication has taken me completely by surprise. Not a soul in Manila has any idea of all this.
"Any cable news, Parrington?" asked Colonel McCabe from the other table. "Not a word," yawned Parrington; "everything is still smashed. We might just as well be sitting under the receiver of an air pump."
Harryman noticed that the boy stared at Parrington for a moment as if startled; but he instantly resumed his Mongolian expression of absolute innocence, and with his customary grin slipped sinuously through the door.
"What on earth does she want in addition?" asked Webster. "The mastery of the Pacific," said Harryman in a decided voice. "Commercial mastery?" asked Parrington, "or " "No; political, too, and with solid foundations," answered Harryman.
Colonel McCabe meditated silently. Then, as though waking up suddenly, he went on: "And the cable has not been working for six days " "Exactly," interrupted Parrington, "we have known nothing, either of the fleet or of anything else, for the last six days." "Harryman," said Colonel McCabe seriously, "do you think there is danger?
The Mindoro's whistle emitted three shrill screeches, while the gunboat steamed at full speed toward Corregidor. Parrington went into his cabin, opened his desk, and searched through it with nervous haste. "At last!"
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