However, your experience serves to show you how easily up-to-date submarines may be handled." "What do you think of the way the trick was done ?" asked Hal Hastings, looking up with a quiet smile.
"It was marvelous," replied Midshipman Farley promptly.
"I would like to ask a question, sir, if I may," put in Midshipman Jetson.
"Go ahead, sir." "Were submarines ever handled anywhere near as neatly before you three gentlemen began your work with the Pollard Company ?" "We didn't handle them as easily, at all events," replied Jack with a smile.

"It has required a lot of work and practice, night and day.

Steward, a plate for Mr.Somers." "This is the way we generally manage at meal times," smiled Ensign Eph, as he took his place at table.

"There's no use in keeping an officer and a man on deck, or a tender at the engines, unless we're going somewhere, in a hurry.

So, in a case like this, where the deck officer wants his meal, we just sink into the mud and rest easy until the meal is over." "Are you giving instruction, or merely seeking to amuse your guests, Mr.Somers ?" Lieutenant Jack Benson asked quietly.
"Oh, I forgot," explained Eph, with another smile; "these young gentlemen are not yet acquainted with me.