Now Frank asked:
“And what are we going to do in there, sir?”
Lord Hastings smiled.
“What would be your idea about that?”
“Well,” said Frank, “there are several things we might do. First, we might sink a couple of German war vessels. We might try and learn the lay of the land—perhaps I should say the water—or we might try and get ashore and so learn other matters of importance. Have I hit it, sir?”
“You have,” returned his commander dryly; “you’ve hit it in more ways than one. In fact, I may say you have guessed shrewdly all through.”
“Then I can do a little guessing, too,” declared Jack.
“Well?” said Lord Hastings inquiringly.
“Well,” said Jack, “we first shall probably make an attempt to get ashore, for there we can learn more than we could reconnoitering beneath the water. That’s where we shall try to find our information. And we shall sink a couple of the enemy on our way out. Am I right, sir?”
“You are,” replied Lord Hastings briefly, and turning on his heel he left the bridge and disappeared in his cabin, only to reappear a few moments later, charts and papers in his hands, announcing: