"Don't stand there talking, McMillan," put in another voice. "Matt has told you what to do, so go ahead and do it. The scoundrels can use the torpedo tube to get rid of Holcomb, and if Holcomb can't swim he'll be in plenty of danger. Find your boat and get her off the end of the pier. Lively, now!"
The speaker, as McMillan dashed away, came closer to Matt. It was Archibald Townsend.
"You've had a rough experience, my lad," said Townsend. "How do you feel?"
"A little dizzy," replied Matt.
He peered around him. They were alone under the electric light, all the others on the wharf having gone with McMillan to help in the rescue of Holcomb.
"I don't wonder," rejoined Townsend. "Being slammed through a torpedo tube isn't a very pleasant experience."
"Do you call yourself Captain Nemo, Jr., when you're afloat in the submarine, Mr. Townsend?" asked Matt.
"Jurgens has been talking with you, I see," went on Townsend. "Well, he's given it to you pretty straight, scoundrel though he is and with small regard for the truth. Yes, I'm Captain Nemo, Jr., of the submarine Grampus. And Jurgens has stolen my boat and captured two of my men! Losing the boat and that paper makes this a hard-luck story for me."
"Can't you get back the boat in some way?" queried Matt, his excitement growing as his brain cleared and strength returned to him.
"If Jurgens would bring the Grampus to the surface I might have some chance, but it's impossible if he keeps her below."