"You rub Matt's forehead and hands and see if you can't fetch him to," said Dick. "I'm going aft to see what's on the other side of that bulkhead."
"Der match iss gone!" muttered Carl, dropping the charred stick.
"I've located the bulkhead door, so it doesn't much matter," answered Dick.
The opening of the door brought in a little daylight. The door led out under the conning tower, and the light came through the tower lunettes.
Dick, straightening up, shoved his head and shoulders into the tower. On all sides Jap eyes were glaring in at him.
"Ugh!" he muttered, and dropped down again.
[CHAPTER XIV.]
A LITTLE WORK ON THE INSIDE.
When Matt drifted back to consciousness, his head lay on Carl's knee. Carl and Dick had dragged him out under the conning tower, where the light was better.