as below. Mate Sidney went forward, to the
forecastle, for something. He must have been felled and ironed. One
of the crew roused the captain, saying the mate needed him forward.
Then Captain Peters went forward, was seized and ironed. Then, howling
like fiends, in order to frighten us the more, the mutineers rushed aft."

"Yet you stood them off?"

"Yes; Steward Johnson and I both happened to be on deck, and were both
armed. The rascals didn't want any of their side killed, so they tried
to parley when they saw our weapons."

"What started the mutiny?"

"Mrs Lawton usually carries her jewels, when on board. They are worth
two hundred thousand dollars--a rich prize to desperate thieves."

"What folly to tempt men so on the broad ocean!" muttered Commander
Ennerling, under his breath.

"The jewels were kept in a safe in the cabin," continued Mr. Lawton.

"And there are the scoundrels just smashing in the cabin door," broke in
Jack Benson.

"There they go, piling below."

"They're welcome," jeered Egbert Lawton. "As it happened, my wife had
some sort of presentiment, and the jewels are in two canvas pouches
securely fastened under her clothing. She leaped overboard with them."

As the "Pollard" now ran much closer, those aboard the submarine could
hear the yells of rage that came from the yacht's cabin.

"The safe was unlocked, and the rascals have found out how badly they've
been sold," laughed Mr. Lawton. "But why are you going so close to the
yacht? In their rage, they'll fight like fiends, and you are unarmed."

"We shall see what we shall see," dryly commented the commander,
murmuring a few words in Hal Hastings's ear.

Hal promptly dropped down below.

"Selma ahoy!" hailed Ennerling, when the submarine was once more up with
the yacht.

"Get quiet and go to sleep!" shouted back the leader of the mutineers,
derisively.

"Under the law you mutineers are pirates," shouted back the commander,
firmly. "If you don't surrender we shall be compelled to sink you."

"Sheer off and forget it!" jeered the mutineer.

"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!"

"Aye, aye, sir!" rose Hal's v