“You don’t suppose the captain lost his reckoning and got this far out of his course, do you?” suggested Jimmie.
“I don’t know,” replied Ned. Then turning to Captain von Kluck the lad continued: “Captain, what do you think about it?”
“Mit der var doing so many tings, I don’d know what to tink!”
“I can see men moving about on deck now, apparently clearing up the recent damage,” stated Harry. “And I see a Boy Scout, too!”
“No!” objected Jimmie. “Don’t say that! I don’t want any more Boy Scouts mixed up in this! It isn’t fair!”
“Just the same, he’s there!” laughed Harry.
“Well, then,” stated Jimmie, with a sigh of resignation, “we are in for another siege of it. I never knew it to fail! Just as quickly as we get going somewhere and a Boy Scout shows up there’s trouble ahead and lots of it! Why can’t they stay home?”
“Now, Jimmie,” cautioned Ned, “you know we’ve never in all our adventures found a Boy Scout that really brought us ill luck. Sometimes they’ve caused us a lot of trouble, but usually they help!”
“That’s true, too, but I wish we could get home to the little old U. S. A. without mixing up in this ‘U-13’ business with the Boy Scouts!”
“Maybe it’ll come out all right after all,” soothed Ned.