"Vat id iss, Matt?" came the voice of Carl through the darkness.
"Give it up," answered Matt. "Switch on the light, Carl, so we can see what we're about."
Carl could be heard getting to his feet and groping for the electric switch. Presently the torpedo room was flooded with light and Matt rushed for the open door in the bulkhead.
Just as he reached it, a revolver exploded in the tank room, and a bullet whizzed past his head and struck the torpedo tube.
Matt paused only a moment. He knew that the Chilians were up to some rascally piece of work, and that it would stand him and his friends in hand to get busy without delay.
[CHAPTER VI.]
TREACHERY.
With a shout to Carl to follow, Matt plunged through the doorway, and was met with a terrific blow that threw him, half stunned, backward against Carl. Carl tripped over a box, grabbed at Matt to save himself, and both fell sprawling. Before they could get up four Chilians were upon them, holding them by main strength.
"Que quiere?" cried Matt, as he struggled.