No more was said, and soon the new Holland was gliding through the ocean with the rapidity and silence of some monstrous sea serpent.
While she was thus moving Oscar had the crew arrange another torpedo, similar to that which had blown up the Tien-Tsin.
He remained at the side window nearest to the front of the submarine boat, watching for anything unusual which might occur.
As they moved on in a large semi-circle a sight met his gaze which was truly horrible.
They passed through the wreckage of the big Chinese cruiser, and on every side he saw the torn and mutilated bodies of the Chinese sailors and soldiers, some dead and some drowning, sinking slowly to the bottom of the ocean.
One poor wretch made a mad clutch at the glass window as it passed him and glared fiercely into Oscar's face.
The sight made Oscar shudder and brought to him a sense of how horrible this fearful war was to be.
But now was no time to think of these things.
The French cruiser had noted the disappearance of the submarine boat and her commander was doing his best to get out of danger.
He had crowded on all steam and felt that it would be impossible for any submarine boat to catch the Republique, as his craft was named.