"Don't know," said Frank. "I'll try and find out as soon as we can go on deck—providing they allow us on deck."
"The commander said we would have the freedom of the ship," returned
Harris.
"So he did. Hurry and dress then."
Half an hour later, refreshed by a bath and food, the three made their way on deck, where they found the young German officer who had escorted them to their cabin. They approached him and the latter received them cordially.
"Wonder if you would tell us where we are bound?" asked Frank, with a smile.
"Certainly," was the reply. "Our destination is Bremen."
"Bremen, eh?" said Jack. "What will they do with us there?"
"Probably turn you over to the military authorities to take care of you until the end of the war."
"Looks like our fighting days are over," said Harris, sadly.
The young German smiled.