t there was not one of the larger
vessels sunk or crippled so badly that she could not return to her home
port.
It still lacked an hour of daylight when the allied fleet drew off, its
work accomplished; and behind in the ports now sealed, the anger of the
Germans flared forth anew.
The damaged British ships were immediately put into drydock in British
ports, and Jack and Frank at once returned to Dover to report to Lord
Hastings. The latter greeted the lads with outstretched hands.
"It was a gallant exploit," he exclaimed, "and I am sure both you boys had
important roles to play."
"I guess we did, sir," Frank admitted. "At the same time, I'm glad to be
safely back here again."
"I suppose, sir," said Jack, "now that the enemy submarines caught outside
are without bases, there is little fear of their attempting the
trans-Atlantic trip?"
"On the contrary," said Lord Hastings, "they are more likely than ever to
do so."
"But they must have a base, sir," protested Frank.
"Not necessarily," smiled Lord Hastings.
"Then how will they replenish their supplies of food and fuel?"
"Well," said Lord Hastings, "if they can snare a victim every three or
four days it should be enough. From a merchant ship they can get all the
food and fuel they need before sinking her."
"That's so, by George!" Frank exclaimed.
"It stands to reason," said Lord Hastings, "that those submarines which
were not bottled up in the harbors have been warned not to return. Now,
it wouldn't surprise me a bit if they headed directly for America."
Jack grew thoughtful.
"It's too bad," he said at last, "that the Brigadier was so crippled that
we cannot resume our interrupted voyage."
Lord Hastings smiled.
"I understand she is in pretty bad shape," he said. "So you don't think
you can go now, eh?"
"I'm afraid not, sir. A fellow can't cross the ocean except in a ship."
"True enough. But why are you in Dover now?"
"Why, sir?" Jack exclaimed. "Because we were instructed to report to you."
"Exactly," said Lord Hastings; "and in your pocket, I presume, you have
the same packet of papers the admiralty wishes turned over to Secretary
Daniels of the American navy department?"
Jack clapped a hand to his coat pocket.
"By George! I had forgotten all about them," he said.
"So I imagined. But it is my guess that the navy department still wishes
those papers delivered."
"You're right, sir. Here, I'll turn them over to you, sir.
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