Then, leaning over the manhole, Commander Ennerling shouted down:
"Watch below!"
"Aye, aye, sir!" rose Hal's voice, clear and strong.
"Pass the word to load the torpedo tube."
"Aye, aye, sir!"
Next, hailing the "Selma," Ennerling called:
"Last hail before trouble! Do you surrender?"
"No, you sea-lawyer!"
Just a word to Jack from the Naval officer, and the "Pollard" shot ahead of the other craft, then came up and around, going after the yacht on the quarter, nose on.
"I hope this line of business works," remarked Ennerling, with a dry smile.