The Sub-Lieutenant regarded Lawless in amazement.
"Why," he answered at last, "I suppose you could. You're nearly double my weight, and you've got a longer reach."
"Because," went on Lawless, "if you ever breathe a word about the way in which I collared that submarine I'll pound you so that your most devoted aunt won't recognise her dear sailor nephew."
He rose from the table.
"Sitting on a bell-buoy catching submarines with a bent pin! Why, it'd haunt me to my dying day," he murmured as he left the cabin.
CHAPTER IX
ABANDON SHIP!
"Ah me!" sighed Lawless as he gazed at a small heap of documents which lay before him on the cabin table. "It's a weary world, my masters, and full of creditors."
"What's the matter now?" asked Trent, glancing up from a letter he was reading.