Jack flushed and hung his head.
"When I am mistaken I admit it," said Captain Reynolds. "You are more than a match for Harris at any time."
"I did the best I could," said Jack, sheepishly.
"Well, it was pretty good," said Captain Reynolds.
With Captain Raleigh he moved away.
Frank now approached and accompanied Jack back to their cabin, where
Jack got info his uniform.
"Some scrapper, you are," said Frank. "I thought you were done for once or twice, though."
"I thought so myself," returned Jack, with a grin. "I was pretty lucky in that last round, if you ask me."
"Harris was pretty unlucky, I know that," said Frank, grimly. "Hurry up, it's time to eat."
Jack's fight was the talk of the day aboard the Queen Mary; and aboard the Indefatigable, too, for that matter. In fact, all the British fleet within wireless radius knew before night that there was a new champion of the British fleet; and they cheered him, though he could not hear.