ns or something to the submarine
named 'U-13' and he's trying to intercept the despatches!"

"Well, he's welcome to the 'U-13' package as far as we're concerned!"
maintained Jimmie. "What we want is to get home to the little old U. S.
A., and that right quick. So, Captain, we'll go now, if you please!"

"No!" decided the captain bluntly. "Vhe don'd go!"

"But you may listen to reason!" said Jimmie, drawing his automatic. "I
don't like to hold you up, but you're going to get out of town right now
and we're going with you!"

"Put dot gun oop!" cried the captain, starting from his seat.

"I will on one condition!" declared the boy. "If you get under way at
once without any more monkey business I'll keep it in my pocket. If you
don't I'll use it! We are neutral and we're going to remain neutral if we
have to fight to do so!"

"Vhell, I guess dere's no real goot reason vhy vhe shouldn't go, anyhow!"
decided the captain. "Mackinter don'd got no license to shtop us. Aber he
don'd like id, he couldt lump id!"

"Now you're talking sense!" declared Jimmie. "But, remember! No tricks,
or we'll feel like starting something ourselves!"

"All right!" consented von Kluck, secretly anxious to help the boys.
"Chust come along und make me leaf port. Dot let's me ouid!"

Upon von Kluck's appearing at the companionway the crew immediately
assumed an air of attention. Some were grouped about the capstan, where
they were watching the sky and speculating on the character of the
approaching storm. Others were occupied at various duties about the
vessel. Every man seemed to stand in fear of the captain.

Bawling out a hoarse order, von Kluck at once assumed command of the
deck. Lines were thrown down from the belaying pins. A group of men
tailed onto the halyards, hoisting the foresail, staysail and jib.

The Lena Knobloch was a schooner-rigged vessel with two masts. The boys
noted with a considerable degree of satisfaction that she was built along
clipper lines, vastly different from the round-bowed type of vessel
commonly seen in those waters.

Under jib, staysail and foresail the vessel swung around as the dock
lines were let go. Gathering speed with the force of a favorable wind the
little vessel plunged ahead. Von Kluck was evidently planning on leaving
the harbor without the use of a tug--a somewhat difficult, if not
dangerous, experiment.

Urged by the vociferous driving of the mate men were already hauling on
the halyards