The Appam remained with us for the time being, as the stocktaking of the coal and provisions lasted a considerable time. The ex-captain had originally informed us that his ship was only provided for another five days. After some persuasion, he admitted that there was sufficient fuel and food to last double that time. Consequently, the ship could be taken to the United States of America, the only country where we could berth our prize.
VIII—STORY OF THE FIGHT WITH THE "CLAN McTAVISH"
The following afternoon a cloud of smoke appeared on the horizon. At closer quarters, we recognized a fast steamer, provided with wireless, but without high superstructures. We therefore jumped to the conclusion that the vessel was an important cargo-boat.
It was already quite dark when we overtook her, and I made use of the Morse lamp to ask for her name. Her answer came promptly: "First tell us yours."
One name is as good as another, so I deemed it advisable to usurp that of the sunk steamer Author.
After some hesitation, the stranger signalled with the Morse lamp: "Clan McTavish."
Delighted to be again dealing with an "Engländer," I ordered, without losing a second:
"Clear for battle to starboard."
The guns took aim, and I shouted:
"This is a German cruiser. Stop at once!"