Neither of them had. Nor had any of the submarine's own people.
"Hm!" muttered the commander, grimacing. "This is a fine Naval outfit to lay alongside of a craft that has a mutiny aboard!"
"Do you want to hail, or try to board the yacht?" inquired Jacob Farnum.
"I think we'd better run alongside and hail that crowd," answered
Commander Ennerling. "Yet, if it comes to it, we'll have board!"
Three shots flashed out, amidships, on the yacht, showing that the fire was directed towards the stern. Two shots from the two men aft replied. No one appeared to have been hit.
"We'll have to fight if we're to be of any use," muttered Ennerling.
"With our fists, too, confound the luck!"
They were now rapidly overhauling the yacht. It was with throbbing pulses that Captain Jack Benson steered the "Pollard" up alongside.
CHAPTER XVI
FIGHTING A MUTINY WITH THREATS
Hal Hastings came springing out of the conning tower with a megaphone.