But here was Riggs and with him the Captain.
“Miss Scott,” said Riggs, “will you kindly repeat your performance with that, that radio, for the Captain’s benefit?”
Sally’s fingers trembled as she turned on the radio. Noting this, the Captain said:
“As you were.” His dark eyes twinkled as he added: “We’re not ’angin’ Danny Deever in the mornin’.”
“So the Captain has a sense of humor,” the girl thought and at once felt much better.
Not only did she repeat the demonstration she had put on for Riggs, but for a full half hour she turned dials bringing in first this broadcaster, then another, and, at the same time, demonstrating by circles and angles that they were moving in, closer, ever closer, to the convoy.
Not this alone, but in her eagerness to be understood and trusted, she told the whole story of the secret radio and the experiments that had been carried on from the beginning.
“Riggs, I’m Convinced!” the Captain Declared
“Riggs, I’m convinced!” the Captain declared at last. “They will strike at dawn. In a half hour our men will be ordered to battle stations. Twenty minutes before dawn ten planes will leave the ship to scour the sea. At the same time half our destroyers will take up the search.