“That is exactly what I mean.”
“But man!” exclaimed Dowd, “you don’t expect to get this ship through the blockade? And you’ve got to repair the damage your explosion did, too.”
“Don’t worry,” grinned Dykman. “She’s not damaged much. We opened seacocks——”
“Oh, yes, I found that out,” admitted Dowd. “And I closed them.”
“Thanks,” said the other coolly. “So much trouble saved us. We’ll get to work at the pumps. We ought to be clear of the water by morning. Only one boiler is injured. We can hobble along with the use of the other boilers, I think.”
“Man, but you have the brass!” exclaimed Dowd. “Some of these destroyers will catch you, sure.”
“We’ll see about that,” grumbled Dykman. “We’ll put you two men where you will be able to do no harm, at least.”
“And Miss Fielding?” questioned Dowd quickly. “You will see that she comes to no harm, Mr. Dykman?”
“She is rather an awkward prisoner, considering the use we intend to make of the Admiral Pekhard. Women will be much in the way, I assure you.”
“But there is Miss Lentz,” murmured Ruth.