“Ordered South?” echoed Ned. “Where?”
“Down to a small South American republic. Uridio it’s called. I never heard of it, but there’s some sort of a revolution there, and we’re ordered down to protect American interests. I didn’t know Uridio was on the map.”
“Well, we did,” said Frank in a low voice to his brother. “Oh, Ned! That’s where Uncle Phil’s property is. Maybe now we’ll get a chance to help him!”
CHAPTER XVI—HEAVY SEAS
Such eager hope shone on the faces of Frank and Ned Arden on hearing the news that the battleship was ordered to South America, that the sailor who had given them the information remarked:
“Say, you fellows must be glad of it!”
“We are!” declared Frank. “Why, aren’t you?”
“I should say not!” was the emphatic reply.
“You don’t mind because we may be mixed up in some fighting, do you?” asked Ned, in some surprise.
“Of course not! It’s the climate I object to. It’ll be hot down there—as hot as blazes, and if we have to go into action, and use the big guns, why being inside of the turrets will be worse than being in a teakettle.”