Frank motioned his men to halt some distance away, called Lieutenant Hetherton to follow him, and approached the cabin.
"How do you do, sir?" he asked civilly of the big man in the doorway.
"What do you want here?" was the growling response.
"We're from a British destroyer out there," said Frank, waving a hand in the general direction of the Atlantic, "and we are hunting for submarines that have sunk a dozen or more ships off the coast."
"You don't expect to find them here on land, do you?" demanded Cutlip.
"Not exactly," said Frank. "But I have reason to believe that the crew of one of the vessels has come ashore. Have you seen anything of them, sir?"
"I have not," replied Cutlip firmly.
"No one resembling a German, even?" persisted Frank.
"No."
"You are quite sure?"