“I promise you,” said Lord Hastings, “that immediately the battle is over I shall look into Miss Beulow’s case. I am sure no harm will come to her before that time. Now, I have a little surprise for you!”
“A surprise, sir?”
“Yes; I am going aboard Admiral Jellicoe’s flagship when we join the fleet this evening. How would you and Jack like to go with me? We shall dine with the admiral.”
“Do you mean it, sir?” asked Frank.
“Of course. We shall probably outline our plans for the coming battle, and I am sure you would like to be there.”
“I am sure Jack and I shall both be pleased, sir.”
“All right; you may go now.”
Frank hurried back to his cabin, where he informed Jack of Lord Hastings’ plan.
“Great!” exclaimed the latter. “I have heard a great deal about Admiral Jellicoe. And, if I mistake not, the whole world will have heard of him before this war is over.”
It was mid-afternoon when the first vessel of the great English fleet was raised off Helgoland; and it was well after nightfall when the Sylph, after making her way through the great armada, came to anchor near the flagship, of Vice-Admiral Jellicoe.