"Get a radar fix on the Lachesis and hold it. Send your dope up to Evans and tell him to send us a range estimate."
"Yes, Captain," the girl replied crisply.
"Gun deck!"
"Gun deck here, sir," came a feminine voice.
"Have number two starboard torpedo tube loaded with a fish and a spool of cable. Be ready to let fly on short notice ... any range."
"Yes, sir!" The girl switched off.
"And now you, Miss Hendricks."
"Yes, Captain?" Her voice was low.
"Take over Control ... and Ivy...."
"Yes?"