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She had already overtaken two of the transports, and was now lapping the Zungeru's quarter. The object of this nocturnal display of activity was now apparent. Less than a mile away was a large steamer, which had just steadied on her helm and was now on a parallel course to that of the convoy. "Anything startling?" enquired a major of one of the Zungeru's officers who was passing.
Although wondering why the men should be set ashore at the Cape instead of being taken back to England the master of the transport offered no objection, and preparations were made to tranship the ex-prisoners. Knowing several officers of the mercantile marine, Wilmshurst strolled into the Zungeru's ship's office and asked the purser's clerk to let him have a look at the list of supernumeraries.
"The Ponto has cold feet," explained the Zungeru's officer. "Her Old Man seems to be under the impression that there is a Hun scuttling around, so he's signalled for permission to tail on to us. The cruiser offered no objection, provided the speed of the convoy is unaffected, so by daylight the tramp will be hull-down, I expect." "Much ado about nothing," remarked Laxdale.
"Help German raider," it signalled. "You read it?" enquired the sailor hurriedly, as if to confirm the evidence of his own eyes. "Yes," replied Wilmshurst, and repeated the signal. Without another word the Zungeru's officer turned and raced to the bridge.
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