"Starboard!" commanded Darrin. "Keep her bow to port of us!"
Seaman Jack Runkle strained his ears for the solitary word from Ensign Darrin that would be so welcome.
"Will he ever give that order?" fumed the impatient sailor at the breech of the one-pounder.
CHAPTER XXIV
CONCLUSION
"Stand by, gunner!" warned Darrin.
"Aye, aye, sir!" came from the man at the one-pounder.
The crew had ceased to be on tension, for it had dawned upon them that, as the two craft were approaching each other almost head on, there was hardly a chance that a torpedo could be made to register.
"Ready!" Darrin ordered.