Once more he reported to Lord Hastings.
“Way clear now, sir,” he said.
“Good,” was the reply. “Make your speed five knots and continue your course.”
Perhaps ten minutes more and then Lord Hastings gave the command to heave to. For, through the periscope, less than a quarter of a mile away, he could make out the form of a giant German battle cruiser, a trifle to starboard.
The electric signal board flashed its message of death:
“No. 5 torpedo!”
“Ready!”
“Fire!”
“Click!”
Just this little sound and then Lord Hastings gave the command to rise, for he wished to witness the effect of the torpedo on the German cruiser.