“Seven,” said Jack briefly.
CHAPTER XXIV.
OFF FOR THE DARDANELLES.
The chase of the Austrian submarine had been long and it was after nightfall when the D-16 again drew up in the shelter of the French fleet and Lord Hastings went aboard the flagship.
“Well, we got her,” were Lord Hastings’ first words to the French admiral.
“Good!” was the reply. “Tell me about it.”
Lord Hastings did so, and the admiral was loud in his praises of the D-16 and her crew.
Then Lord Hastings bethought himself of the blowing up of the French cruiser.
“Were all members of the crew saved?” he asked.
“All but ten,” was the reply. “They went down with the ship.”
“Poor fellows,” said Lord Hastings; “still it might have been worse.”