Jack went to the bridge, where Frank was on watch.
"Well, old fellow," said Jack, "I guess our present cruise is ended."
"How's that?" asked Frank.
"We're ordered back to Newport News, and I must report to Secretary Daniels."
"And after that, England again, I suppose?"
"I suppose so."
"Too bad," said Frank, "I would like to have had time to go to New York and Boston to see my father. He could have met me at either place."
"You'll see him when the war's over, I guess," said Jack, "and to my mind that will be before long now."
"Think so?" asked Frank. "Why?"
"Well, take for example the submarine raid off the American coast. It looks to me like the dying gasp of a conquered foe. They must be nearing the end of their rope to tackle such a problem."