“I’ve heard it said,” he remarked, “that a leading American characteristic is Bluff. Maybe that’s partly right, but Bluff, mixed with Brains, is sometimes a pretty strong combination.”
“It proved so to-night,” laughed Mr. Stark.
“Why not call it American strategy?” asked Lieutenant Parry.
They had all joined in a hearty agreement of this characterization when, from Sim, who was at the wheel, there came a sudden hail.
“Below there! Light dead ahead, sir!”
CHAPTER XII.
TECHNICALLY TORPEDOED!
“Light ahead?” echoed the officer, springing to his feet. The others followed his example. Up the steel ladder sprang Lieutenant Parry, followed by the rest. Curious faces poked out of the engine room to ascertain the cause of this sudden exodus.
Up in the conning-tower it was easy enough to see the light that had attracted Sim’s attention. It was an immensely bright light, high up. Below it were two sailing lights, red and green.