"We would only get in a worse mess," he objected, "and as likely as not foul the starboard propeller into the bargain."
"It's not much use standing by and waiting for the Huns to strafe us with distance charges," remarked Macquare doggedly. He was beginning to roll his R's again. "If you have no objection, sir, I'll call for volunteers, and see what it's like outside."
"That's my job, I think," said Fordyce quietly.
The Lieutenant demurred at the assertion, while the Sub was equally emphatic.
"Don't argue about it!" exclaimed the Hon. Derek. "The best way you can settle the matter is to toss for it."
A florin glittered as it spun in the rays of the electric light.
"Heads!" declared Macquare. "It's your go, laddie, and good luck!"
In common with other submarines of the "R" Class, Stockdale's command was provided with a means of enabling divers to leave the interior of the vessel while submerged. One of the sub-compartments was fitted with two water-tight doors, one of which communicated with the interior; the other, in the vessel's side, gave access to the outside.
Without loss of time the Sub called for two volunteers. Of the submarine's complement twelve men had "proficiency pay" as seamen-divers, and every one of the twelve volunteered for the hazardous task.
"I'll take Cassidy and Payne," decided Fordyce. "They are most reliable men, and both unmarried. If we are not back in an hour, sir, don't wait if you have a chance. We'll do our best."