"What's von Loringhoven like?" asked Nigel.
"Too much like an Anglo-Saxon to my idea," replied Holcombe. "Speaks English without a trace of a German accent."
"And his second-in-command?"
"Unspeakable," answered the destroyer's sub with a shrug of his shoulders. "A loose-lipped, chinless Hun, with an everlasting giggle that is ever present when he has the wind up properly. He speaks English after a fashion; but he'd give himself away before he opened his mouth."
"Then one may take it for granted that von Loringhoven's companion at dinner was not his unter-leutnant," decided Farrar. "I wonder if the fellow who tried to blow up Poldene Bridge had a hand in that evening's festivities?"
"You're a rum one for fantastic theories, Slogger," protested Holcombe.
"P'r'aps;" admitted Farrar; "but strange things happen in the war, you know."