“Below quick!” cried Jack.
But Lord Hastings laid a hand on the lad’s arm as he darted for the hatchway.
“Wait a minute,” he said. “There doesn’t seem to be any one on guard, or we should have perceived some sign of life.”
The two peered long and earnestly at the German vessel, but not a sign of life could they make out.
“Must all be dead,” said Jack.
“Or asleep,” replied Lord Hastings.
“And that’s about what’s the matter,” agreed Jack. “What shall we do with the boat, sink her?”
“I suppose so,” replied Lord Hastings, “but I have another idea.”
“What is that, sir?”
“Well, forcing a passage of the Kiel canal is bound to prove ticklish work. Now if we could lay our hands on the officer of that vessel, we might persuade him to pilot us through.”