“And say!” he added, “that reminds me. I’ve got to get a message off.”
A few seconds later he was droning into his microphone:
“Ann to Mary! Ann to Mary! Task force split. Two cargo vessels, three destroyers, going due east. Remainder of force same as before.”
“We’d better stick to this cloud for a while,” was Jack’s decision. “It’s a good big one, and fairly thick. Those Zeros will be swarming round it like angry bees, but they’ll never find us in here.”
“All the same, we’ve got to find out what that break in their task force means!” Stew insisted.
Jack caught low words in his earphones:
“Jack! Where are you?”
Jack jumped. He knew that voice. It was Ted Armour speaking. “In a cloud over a Jap task force.” Jack asked very quietly, “Where are you, Ted?”
“In a cloud over a Jap task force,” Ted laughed softly. “Picked up your message. I was quite a ways east, so I came on out. Thought you might need some help.”
“That—ah—that’s swell!” Jack swallowed hard. “We’re coming out for a look.”