"Shall I lend you a saw, old man?"
"A saw!" repeated Sefton in astonishment. "What on earth for?"
"Skipper said you were to bring half of them at a time," explained the irresponsible medico with a grin. "Better try the top half of each man first trip."
"That'll do, Pills," retorted the sub. "If it's surgery you're after, you had better do your own dirty work."
"Give way, lads," ordered the sub as the boat drew clear of the steel wall-side of the destroyer.
"We surrender make," declared the kapitan of the submarine as the boat ranged up alongside. "We haf a leak sprung."
"WE SURRENDER MAKE.... WE HAF A LEAK SPRUNG">[
"Sorry to hear it," rejoined Sefton.
"Is dat so?" enquired the perplexed German, mystified at his foe's solicitude.