"They're probably fixing up the chap who got plugged," opined Wink cheerfully, as he watched the ports.

"Wish we had a rifle, Steve.

We could get them right through the hull, I guess." "Yes, and if we had a torpedo we could sink her," said Cas Temple from the hatch.

"Suppose they've run out of cartridges, Steve ?" "I don't believe so.

I guess they don't think it's worth while wasting what they've got." A cheering aroma of coffee stole up from the galley and murmurs of satisfaction were heard.